[Intro]
[?]
Why are you calling?
Back off my name
You see my hair
See what's gone
I make my [?]

[Verse 1]
"I have a pen," she said
"But it's broke, it's bereft
Without its hand I don't understand
I don't understand"

[Chorus]
I'm giving in to the deluge of age
Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade
Where does the colour go
When the flowers grow old?
In my darkest hour
I lie down in the arms of these flowers
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

[Post-Chorus]
See my [?]
[?]
Only [?]
[Verse 2]
The grass is so soft like hair
In our crumpled skirts we sit there
Wet and licking the quivering air
The voluptuous air

[Chorus]
I'm given in to the deluge of age
Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade
Where does the colour go
When the flowers grow old?
In my darkest hour
I lie down in the arms of these flowers
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

[Bridge]
It's [?]
[?]
It's better to late
They keep calling
Let us never forget [?]
[?] that glass
Oh, mhm, mhm

[Verse 3]
Herein pornography
Two tear inevitably
A butterfly so delicately
On her wet lips slips and she sucks it in
[Non-Lyrical Vocals]
And she sucks it in
[Chorus]
I'm given in to the deluge of age
Shit off a shovel and shit by the spade
Where does the colour go
When the flowers grow old?
In my darkest hour
I lie down in the arms of these flowers
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Ah, ah)
I, I...