Cocteau Twins - Cicely lyrics

He must smoke spum dames by our lay Charge are we nicks he'll needs our first very edge Now beautiful I'll tell my mind Cloud mannered a lot Tell the king to park his soul For being an old beat So in spirit So maximum That only water's more deep To find him Deals trust him by them all He must smoke spum dames by our lay Charge are we nix ill needs our first very edge Now beautiful I'll tell my mind How many tell the king to park his soul