The flesh of the morning
Openned up like mangoes in the sun
Scented like babies
In this day that has begun
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Oh that White dress
Cnd feed it to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
The road is calling
Calling you to roll i ton
The wheels are rusty
But your will can do the job
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Cll your grips
Cnd feed em to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
I saw you at the ceremony
Cnd i knew you wasnt there
Their smiles where blossoming in their faces
Oh but you where in your head
Ñara ñara ñara ñara
Traca traca traca traca
The circle keeps on spinning round
Wont wait for you to come on down
Well you´ve been worrying about the future
But can you tell me where its at?
So come on baby join the dance
We go together hand in hand
Cnd you can bring your momma
Cnd you can bring your poppa
Cy Volvarella
The flesh of the morning
Openned up like mangoes in the sun
Scented like babies
In this day that has begun
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Cll your self love
Cnd feed it to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
Charles Lavaigne - Volvarella Lyrics
Charles Lavaigne - Volvarella Lyrics
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The flesh of the morning
Openned up like mangoes in the sun
Scented like babies
In this day that has begun
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Oh that White dress
Cnd feed it to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
The road is calling
Calling you to roll i ton
The wheels are rusty
But your will can do the job
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Cll your grips
Cnd feed em to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
I saw you at the ceremony
Cnd i knew you wasnt there
Their smiles where blossoming in their faces
Oh but you where in your head
Ñara ñara ñara ñara
Traca traca traca traca
The circle keeps on spinning round
Wont wait for you to come on down
Well you´ve been worrying about the future
But can you tell me where its at?
So come on baby join the dance
We go together hand in hand
Cnd you can bring your momma
Cnd you can bring your poppa
Cy Volvarella
The flesh of the morning
Openned up like mangoes in the sun
Scented like babies
In this day that has begun
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Cll your self love
Cnd feed it to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
Openned up like mangoes in the sun
Scented like babies
In this day that has begun
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Oh that White dress
Cnd feed it to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
The road is calling
Calling you to roll i ton
The wheels are rusty
But your will can do the job
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Cll your grips
Cnd feed em to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs
I saw you at the ceremony
Cnd i knew you wasnt there
Their smiles where blossoming in their faces
Oh but you where in your head
Ñara ñara ñara ñara
Traca traca traca traca
The circle keeps on spinning round
Wont wait for you to come on down
Well you´ve been worrying about the future
But can you tell me where its at?
So come on baby join the dance
We go together hand in hand
Cnd you can bring your momma
Cnd you can bring your poppa
Cy Volvarella
The flesh of the morning
Openned up like mangoes in the sun
Scented like babies
In this day that has begun
Wild Volvarella volvacea
Just take it to the wind
Cll your self love
Cnd feed it to the birds
Like a carcass
Up there it goes
Into the sunset
Gone
So gone
Up there in the altars
Where the men go to sing their songs