Lletres: Mother Hips. Green Hills Of Earth. Protein Sky.

You are nothing like the others
You've got two feet to stand on
I have two feet for walking
but that is not the question

I can't picture you a mother
going crazy for the children
going crazy of the children
always the children

Lay down on the ice
regard the protein sky
do what you early on learned to do
put your lips to the straw and draw

You were spied on from the pick-up
kneeling in the Castaway lot
your fists were shaking in the air
'everything is gonna be alright' you were sayin

If you're nothing like I remember
and I kill you when we meet
bear in mind that I was only joking
about your mother and your feet

Lay down on the ice
regard the protein sky
do what you early on learned to do
put your lips to the straw and draw