Black Stick

My heart is a muscle and it pumps blood

Like a big old black steam train

My veins are the tracks and the city is my brain

My stomach is the ocean and it swallows up the sun

At the end of a summer's day, uh

My breath's like a breeze, it blows all those storm clouds away, hey

Aha, ooh, wa

Aha, shh, ah, shh, ah

Aha, uh, uh, uh, uh

Aha, ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-hi

My head is the city, and it houses all the thoughts

And secrets that I have

And the mayor of the city thinks the citizens ain't half bad

My arms could be weapons or instruments of love

My legs are skyscrapers, they tower above you

Damn, they do

Aha, hey, uh, uh, cha, cha

Aha, yeah, yeah

Aha, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha-ha

Heart is a muscle, it pumps blood

Like a big old black steam train

My veins are the tracks and the city is my brain, yeah

My stomach is the ocean and it swallows up the sun

At the end of a summer's day, uh

My breath's like a breeze, it blows all those storm clouds away, hey

Aha, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Aha

Aha

Aha, ha, ha, aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye-aye

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

I could be your whole world

I could be your whole world

I could be your whole world

I could be your whole world, alright