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When the whales came up to breathe the sunlight in
They rolled on their stomachs in the sand
And when I rush like lava, too, eardrums crashing
You were choking, eating oranges from my hands
My attention shivers
Here's a ship, it's in a bottle
And a fist of frozen flowers
Maybe I could kiss your language
Maybe I could kiss your language
You said, "Why not?" like a sweating fire engine
Cartoon, presidential perfect May
I'm a born-neurotic horn concerto wrapped in whale fat
Will you speak to me today?
My attention shivers
Here's a ship, it's in a bottle
And a parrot giving lectures
I'm ashamed, I won't go dancing
All the landing strips are frozen
Maybe I could kiss your language
Maybe I could kiss your language
[Guitar lead]
My attention shivers
Here's a ship, it's in a bottle
And a fist of frozen flowers
And a parrot giving lectures
All the landing strips are frozen
I'm ashamed, I won't go dancing
I'm ashamed, I won't go dancing
Maybe I could kiss your language
Maybe I could kiss your language
Kiss Your Language was written by Matt Hart.
Kiss Your Language was produced by Mass Giorgini.
Squirtgun released Kiss Your Language on Tue Jul 29 2003.