Flavour Of Night
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Flavour Of Night
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Long slender shadows pulsating in windows
While feathery curtain hide fountains of eyes
From the light
A different disease in another translation
Though you don't understand the familiar sensation
But who needs to talk when you're caught in the flavour of night?
And you, yeah you with your ice cream hands
You, yeah you are my friend
All that you want could be happening for you
Just like the road that unrolls there before you
Tonight
Eyes you don't trust but the fingers have beckoned
How long you got left? Well, how long do you reckon?
But who goes to waste when they're tasting the flavour of night?
And you, yeah you with your ice cream hands
You, yeah you are my friend
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Robyn Hitchcock performs "Flavour Of Night", and this lyric page sits inside the Robyn Hitchcock catalog on LyroVerse.
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