Tickle Me Pink - Johnny Flynn

Tickle me pink, I’m rosy as

A flushed red apple skin

Except I’ve never been as sweet

I’ve rolled around the orchard

And found myself too awkward

And tickle me green, I’m too naïve

Pray for the people inside your head

For they won’t be there when you’re dead

Muffled out and pushed back down

Pushed back through the leafy ground

Time is too early

My hair isn’t curly

I wish I was home and tucked away

When nothing goes right

And the future’s dark as night

What you need is a sunny, sunny day

Pray for the people inside your head

For they won’t be there when you’re dead

Muffled out and pushed back down

Pushed back through the leafy ground

Don’t know where I can find myself

A brand new pair of ears

Don’t know where I can buy a heart

The one I’ve got is shoddy

I need a brand new body

And, well, then I can have a brand new start

Pray for the people inside your head

For they won’t be there when you’re dead

Muffled out and pushed back down

Pushed back through the leafy ground

Monsters in the valley

And shootings in the alley

And people fall flat at every turn

There is no straight and narrow

Offload your wheelbarrow

And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn

Pray for the people inside your head

For they won’t be there when you’re dead

Muffled out and pushed back down

Pushed back through the leafy ground

Pray for the people inside your head

For they won’t be there when you’re dead

When you’re dead

When you’re dead

When you’re dead, when you’re dead

When you’re dead (Pray for the people inside your head)

(For they won’t be there when you’re dead)

When you’re dead, dead, dead

When you’re dead (Pray for the people inside your head)

(For they won’t be there when you’re dead)

Dead, dead

When you’re…