Greenskeepers - Lotion

"The look inside your eyes drives me from control

Evoking visions of my favorite casserole.

And if I eat your heart

I'll also bite your soul

And when I'm done with that

I'll use your skull as a bowl."

I'm looking down the hole

You're looking up at me

You're cold and tired

That is easy to see

Lower the rope to you

A bucket and a light

Your membrane will be soft and smooth

And your heart will be mine.

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it gets the hose again

It rubs the lotion on its skin

Or else it gets the hose again

Yes Precious, it gets the hose

Woah, oh, oh.

Woah, oh, oh.

The look inside your eyes drives me from control

Evoking visions of my favorite casserole.

And if I eat your heart

I'll also bite your soul

And when I'm done with that

I'll use your skull as a bowl.

It rubs the lotion on its skin.

Or else it gets the hose again.

It rubs the lotion on its skin.

Or else it gets the hose again.

It gets the hose.

It puts the lotion in…