Full Moons and Mouths

The time of the month is right

To feel full moons and mouths

She's pulling, she's pulling

The force of her paleness is drowning me

Against the darkness

I feel her liquid pulse

Beating against the core of me

The alcohol content is right

To feel full moons and mouths

She's shaking, she's shaking

She's moving on me like a flickering flame

Against the darkness

I feel her liquid pulse

Beating against the core of me

Beating against the core of me

Pulling his life

Pulling and pulling and pulling

And pulling his life

The goldfish are swimming around

To feel their water move

They're spinning, they're spinning

They're making me feel quite hypnotised

Outside the crickets

Have stopped rubbing their legs

Just for us to feel the night

Pulling his life

Pulling and pulling and pulling

And pulling his life