Parasites - San Fermin

These little hands are parasites

Get in there and hang on tight

Take what they can take and leave you bleeding

This little mouth’s no good for you

These lips will suck you black and blue

When its done, the teeth and tongue for feeding

Ooooh, honey

Ooooh, honey

Your little hands of paradise

Give them here and hang on tight

This body’s been a-trying to find a reason

Your little mouth a-talking fast

It makes my heart a-stir at last

Trying to find a face I can believe in

Ooooh, honey

Ooooh, honey

I always knew

Father was a man like you

Mother never got the things she needed

Keep her cased in honeycomb

That way she won’t feel alone

The queen, she’ll never have to over think it

Ooooh, honey

Ooooh, honey

Join the moving pictures and me

Now we’re growing up so fast

Flinging through and around the past

Guess were gonna find out what we needed

Your little hands of paradise

Get in there and hang on tight

Trying to find a place I can believe in

Ooooh, honey

Ooooh, honey