Paint Me Silver Lyrics

j7
j7
Paint me silver and call me Herman Hesse,
If I ever, ever touch your pouch again.
The power to devour all the creeping things he made,
slip up in the shower singing ' home-made lemonade',
bring me Louis Cartier I need a diamond halo,
for me and my seven billion brothers.
horus
I never know what to do, babe,
but that's not nothing new, babe,
I' m the champion of the few, babe,
but I never know what to do, babe.
N.C. Cm7
Soldiers and the children still shivving in the Jago,
and whoever runs the ship for the others.
horus
I never know what to do, babe,
but that' s not nothing new, babe,
I' m the champion of the few, babe,
but I never know what to do, babe.
Save...me
Save...me
Save...me
Save...me
Paint me silver and call me Herman Hesse,
If I ever, ever touch your pouch again.
horus
I never know what to do, babe,
but that' s not nothing new, babe,
I' m the champion of the few, babe,
but I never know what to do, babe.
Save...me
Save...me
Save...me
Save...me
Save...me
Save...me (fade out)