Letra de The origamists

You put your flower on the lips of my head
I thrust myself between the breasts of your chest
Swallowed by a whale in the sea
And vomited up dry on the beach
Today we never put on our clothes
We tried to set a record, we came close
All in front of a mirror above a desk
We created origami with our flech
Eyeball
It may sound dirty, but it´s cleaning curiosity
This sex is ugly
Kissing every cavity
Every god damn thing you can list
Shakespeare can´t be abridged