Slippery When Wet - The Acorn

Panda panda climb your tree

There’s a life you live in spite of me

And for all the fruit that bore your seed

There’s a wet worm waiting by your feet

By your feet by your feet

There’s another apple you don’t eat

And oh I curse the weight of me

The heavy purse drug at your heels

And the dead straight line that pulled you in

Got tangled in our spiral spin

In our spin in our spin

The tangle that I left you in

And all the love I thought we had

A tire tread that slips when wet

And I convince myself of my belief

That behind each branch a fallen leaf

Fallen leaves fallen leaves

I count the colors at my feet

Fallen leaves fallen leaves

I count the colors at my feet