Twin - Oliver Wilde

If you keep walking on Saturn’s moon

In your dirty old space suit

You’ll look at earth then back at me

And this night’s given generously

Swim or drown with legs ablaze

Step over yourself, oh Crazy H

Spit and speak your wisdom to me

«No-one is a fruitless tree»

Is too, is too

Where are you now

Plans are poor but so are you

Doubled twin carry him home

Though rough I know you’ll sleep well

Crawling over pavement swells

Are you afraid of the calming waves

We are clean cut and we are bland

Crazy H just spins around

Sister fate deals you her hand

With burning pockets, it’s never bad