The Honeymoon - Langhorne Slim

We are not what we own

And then that I will sink like stone

The flowers are tried for being grown

The end is near, so let’s go home

I found one red rose at a murder scene

With a note that read 'You know what I mean"

I got so caught up I could hardly speak

I said 'Hi-de-oh"

The tipping point

The tipping point

The tipping point

Oh!

The tipping point

The tipping point

The tipping point

Trade your cloak in for a sword

Pick a side, cause this means war

The virgins are turning into whores

I heard a lion squeak and a kitten roar

My best friend, he’ll always kiss me

He lives in China Town in New York City

He likes his ladies, and he likes 'em pretty

I said «Hi-de-oh»

The tipping point

The tipping point

The tipping point

Oh!

The tipping point

The tipping point

The tipping point