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Devendra Banhart
Devendra Banhart
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devendra Banhart
Devendra Banhart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Devendra Banhart
Devendra Banhart
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Our story begins on a Sunday afternoon
Just between Halfway Tree and Spanish Town
Where a young boy, not yet the cock of the walk
He would soon become, was lying on the grass
And taking in the sweet and sensuous scent of Hibiscus
That languidly lilted along the summer breeze
It was at this precise moment that he saw her
Her walk was soft and delicate
With a thaumaturgical touch that only a rabbi's daughter could have
Before their eyes had even met
Her luminous lips had already lured him in
Salvation winked with a promise of a Bris held at pinnacle
And a congregation of sages bunny hopping
And chicken dancing to Yiddish Mento
Then their eyes linked, an aeon blinked
Amharic vows were scried upon their hearts
Just to think this could all be with the frenectomy
And a few words of love
[Verse 2]
My shabop shalom baby
Won't you shabop shalom with me
Under the old banana tree?
Whoa, whoa, oh, my sweet Telavivian lambs bread
My heart can act as an emollient
And you'll never, ever say, get bent
No, no, oh
[Verse 3]
All the signals that I'm sendin' I'll keep sendin'
And on the constanttillionth time
I'll make you mine (Yes, I swear I will)
[Verse 4]
Your sweet, supple breasts are golden ghettos
Soft statues in stilettos
Two wise men instead of three
(Baby a kiss just for me)
[Verse 5]
When I'm ever in a foul mood
I gotta see you in your Talmud
And so happy it makes me
You wanna know, who wrote the book of Job?
She wants to know, who wrote the Dead Sea Scrolls?
[Verse 6]
Well I did, I did, yes
Yes I did, I did
I did, I did, mhmm
I did, I did
[Verse 7]
Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia can be a fun ordeal
I swear by Solomon's seal
[Verse 8]
Honey, when it comes to love
There's a fire in the deep end of my heart
Givin' me the heebie jeebies
[Verse 9]
You see, I know the land of wood and waters
Merely fodder for loves slaughter
And darling, I've watched you cake-walk
To the Immaculate Conception for far too long
[Verse 10]
I'm livicated to you
Ahava Raba
Ahava raba for you
We're in heaven
We're in heaven, it's true
I'm ascending
I'm ascending tonight with you
Written by: Devendra Banhart
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