Tom Smith - Crystal Gayle k**ed Frank Herbert lyrics

The spice melange, it's so cinnamon sweet, I put it on most everything I eat. It's addictive, too, And don't it make my brown eyes blue. Dad got control over all that spice, But Baron Harkonnen had him iced -- Tried to k** me, too, And don't it make my brown eyes, Don't it make my brown eyes, Don't it make my brown eyes blue. So me and my mother ran away across Dune, Got found by the Fremen, not a moment too soon, They said it was easier to leave us behind, But if we went with them, it would stillsuit them fine. Now I'm dreamin' of a huge jihad, And the Fremen all think I'm God -- Maybe I do, too, And don't it make my brown eyes, Don't it make my brown eyes, Don't it make my brown eyes blue.