Everyone knows my hair is ash Everyone lava turns in my belly How the roof must look to the birds everyday Everyone knows those stars Are teeth in an old drunk's mouth Wouldn't it be wonderful But there are no tunnels in the sea Wouldn't that be wonderful It's the same for the trees They know better than you or me Everyone knows the moon Could be carved into a vase Black stems, stars with white petals Everyone knows, Everyone knows My eyes need a camera mechanic My heart needs a plumber And my penis needs a witch doctor Everyone knows my hair is ash Everyone knows lava turns in my belly How the roof must look to the birds everyday Everyone knows my throat is a smoke stack Everyone knows my breath is smoke Wouldn't it be wonderful But there are no tunnels in the sea Wouldn't that be wonderful It's the same for the trees They know better than you or me