Lyrics: Lazy days under palms of pleasure She can feel the weight of a margarita And another wave Another taste of my false manna
I hesitate as I feel the order And I take my place in this twisted arrangement And I fall into grace On the floor of Russian forest O my tidy sum O my tidy sum Many miles away from the cherry plum
Lazy days as she gives the order As she feels the weight of this twisted arrangement And another wave On the floor of the Russian forest
She hesitates under palms of pleasure And I take my place at my margarita And I fall into grace Once more taste of my false manna
O my tidy sum O my tidy sum Many miles away from the cherry plum