Soap On Your Skin - The Solids

Love kept like secrets

Modern art museums

Created in basements

Know of the pedestal

Sun is floating low

Room is ruined by clean

Linen and perfume

And imitation gold

I wish I could be (Soap on your skin)

Soap on your skin (Your hands, your knees)

I wish I could take (Soap on your skin)

Your hands, your hair

Shape of your face

You’re floating through the air

The word seemed to come out rare

Staring through my eyes

Shower comb water hand surprise

I wish I could be (Soap on your skin)

Soap on your skin (Your hands, your knees)

I wish I could take (Soap on your skin)

Your hands, your hair

Shape of your face

So I know there’s not too much going down

Just the drain and all the pain that we found

So I know there’s not too much going on

No turning back from our garish red sun, sun, sun

The sun is floating low

Perfume, imitation gold

The sun is floating low

Perfume, imitation gold

Imitation gold

Imitation gold

Imitation gold

Imitation gold…