Missed my flight to Johannesburg
In this heat time seems absurd
Long shadows pantomime my skin
Nostalgia wants to be my friend
No one can you hear me
I've pieced you back together
Of sex linen and weather
Clover teeth and string
No one can you feel me
I made you out of feathers
Minutes pennies and leather
Show tunes and cavities
Even elephants can cry salty tears
While I haven't wept for seven years
My crows feet walk across the mirror
It's only tomorrow who gets old here
So I'm mailing a letter
To the port of Cassis
Oh I intend to let her
Get the best of me
Sky is split with lightning
Like my personality
The royal we sip Darjeeling
And talk politics with trees
The Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger - Johannesburg Lyrics
The Ghost Of A Saber Tooth Tiger - Johannesburg Lyrics
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Missed my flight to Johannesburg
In this heat time seems absurd
Long shadows pantomime my skin
Nostalgia wants to be my friend
No one can you hear me
I've pieced you back together
Of sex linen and weather
Clover teeth and string
No one can you feel me
I made you out of feathers
Minutes pennies and leather
Show tunes and cavities
Even elephants can cry salty tears
While I haven't wept for seven years
My crows feet walk across the mirror
It's only tomorrow who gets old here
So I'm mailing a letter
To the port of Cassis
Oh I intend to let her
Get the best of me
Sky is split with lightning
Like my personality
The royal we sip Darjeeling
And talk politics with trees
In this heat time seems absurd
Long shadows pantomime my skin
Nostalgia wants to be my friend
No one can you hear me
I've pieced you back together
Of sex linen and weather
Clover teeth and string
No one can you feel me
I made you out of feathers
Minutes pennies and leather
Show tunes and cavities
Even elephants can cry salty tears
While I haven't wept for seven years
My crows feet walk across the mirror
It's only tomorrow who gets old here
So I'm mailing a letter
To the port of Cassis
Oh I intend to let her
Get the best of me
Sky is split with lightning
Like my personality
The royal we sip Darjeeling
And talk politics with trees
Writer: CHARLOTTE KEMP MUHL, SEAN ONO LENNON
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC