Cap'n Jazz - Yes, I Am Talking to You lyrics

Let's fess up to fire CrackerJack snacks And a piggy bank built and filled to be spilled and broken Hammy fat fingers pinch clammy cold coins All the leaves left wither a sickly brittle brown I'm dying to tell you I'm dying I don't need a reason You've got yourself such a comfortable trap Yes, I am taking to you Yes, I know this is shameless Yes, I am taking to you You've got yourself such a comfortable trap A matinee of sunshine ribbons on a sheetless matress Moonlighting as swooning Moonlight isn't really from the moon at all I am shining smiles and flowery glows I am drunk in the breeze in the park chasing kites and splashing puddles Forget-me-nots in my gut That's what you get We nibbled our bu*ter cookie rings to the knuckle Artichoke trophies choked down through Nevada sandy enzymes Past ribs choking scorching hearts Down to an autotrophic stomach I called her June until late last spring Quite possibly March leap year Automatic trophies aren't sh**