Devendra Banhart This Beard Is For Siobhãƒâ¡n Lyrics

This Beard Is For Siobhãƒâ¡n Lyrics



The daughter of a man was a mammal

She wore the mark of fire and of flame

Though they're both the same

Born onto the age of the golden

Oh that golden age of endless loss and endless gain

Now because my lips have split

All the little children they are hiding in front, in the middle, and in the

behind

And because my nose has froze

But I can keep on smelling

I could smell my little day away

I could smell my whole day away

Now because my teeth don't bite

I could take them out dancing

I could take my little teeth out and show them a real good time

Well a real good time, a good time