Peaks

The cap is off
The night is young
White and young
A tongue becomes a taster
Her cap is hot
She's not a prepubescent
Effervescent, hell-sent
Foot girl

The cap is off
And the rain has begun
The black is see-through
And so are all the words
The stubble is soft
Yes, and I'm a feeler
We are all off into Weirdom
The cap is all I wanted
But is not what I got
Instead it's red and all spotty
But nobody

Someone is here alone
Someone is not afraid
Someone is here who needs to get laid
But I want to hear some more of what I heard before
'Cause that is what I'm here for
And now my tongue is sore
Let go now

The cap is all I wanted
But that small body's gone, dead
Instead, it's red and all spotty
And still nobody