You’re Gonna Need a Mountain

You're gonna need an ocean
Of guile and pretense
Of holy smoke
Of spit fire and eye tricks
I love you too much
To offer advices
No feeble assistance
To each new resistance
This I won't

You're gonna need a gris-gris
Made from the teeth of lions
To shake impossible mountains
From their canyon homes
But I love you enough
To hide your stuffed animals
The ones that could bite
Clean through your pillow
This I will
I always will

You're gonna need a safe haven
But what do I know
You thought you might have it
But he won't kick it for living
'Cause your love is a crutch
An interеsting rush
A volcano dancer
In very blue makеup
This I know
You think that I don't know

You're gonna need a fountain
Of cosmetic cream
On this side and that side
On nothing and everything
But I love you so slow
Whatever you blow
And bow to the dust
And using both hands
This you must
This you must

I love you so much
I'll give back your animals
You mountains and oceans
Your castles and cream
Yes I will
This I will
I always will

You're gonna need a mountain, or a
New contact solution, for a
'Nother life from oversight
Or lose your choice in everything you know
This you know
This you know
Yeah
Yeah this you know
Ah this you know
This you know
This you know
Hey hey
Hey