Milk & Honey lyrics

Don't take your red ribbons off
You're about to make a fool of yourself
In the aluminum sunset, drinking from a drain
I'm a hundred miles behind myself
Milk and honey pouring down like money
Make a poor boy wanna run
Milk and honey, do you wanna love me
Under the aluminum sun

Did you hear those war-torn stories
Where the lifeguards slept in the streets
In the jungle lands with the cold cola cans
You'll get the keys to the city for free
Milk and honey pouring down like money
Bring a poor boy to his knees
Milk and honey, now it isn't funny
Living in a garden of sleaze.

Well, I can smell the V.D. in the club tonight.
Excuse me, please. Would you tell me how to get to the Soviet embassy?

Bangkok athletes in the biosphere
Arkansas wet dreams, we all disappear
Kremlin mistress, ring the Buddha chimes
She slips me ruffies, receding hairlines
She's all right. . .touching my body
She's all right. . .on my computer
She's all right. . .selling me watches
She's all right. . .ring on my finger

Milk and honey pouring down like money
Bring a poor boy to his knees
Milk and honey, now it isn't funny
Living in a garden of sleaze
Milk and, milk and—do you wanna?—honey!
Milk and honey touching my body

Milk and honey
Milk and honey
Milk and honey
Milk and honey. . .