White Arrows - Fireworks of the Sea lyrics

rate me

Sand beneath your tongue

Hold your body warm.

Grip your pillow tight,

keeps you warm at night.

Papa don't say my woes,

Now I'm a whore

papa don't sell my soul

Now I'm a whore

Grass between your toes,

gusty winds that blow

Jellyfish in the sea,

like fireworks from beneath

Papa don't say my woes,

now I'm a whore.

Papa don't sell my soul,

now I'm a whore.

Papa don't say my woes,

now I'm a whore.

Papa don't sell my soul,

now I'm a whore.

Thanks to Julie Evelyn for correcting these lyrics