Knives From Bavaria Lyrics - Singles - Britta Phillips & Dean Wareham

I dreamed you were riding a train to Astoria 

I dreamed that you swallowed a pill called Euphoria 

Lips are for lying, your eyes are to kill 

Spoons come from Denmark, the knives from Bavaria 

A plateful of promise, a spoonful of fun 

A thimble of drowsy, a face full of charm 

Send me a rainbow, send me the word 

The spoons come from Denmark, the knives from Bavaria 

Lalalalaa lala lalalala 

Lala-lalalaa lala lalalala 

Lalalalaa lala lalalala 

Lala-lalalalaa lala lalalala 

Comb me and brush me, divide me in two 

Drink me and drown me, I like you I do 

I'm orange, I'm orange; I'm orange, I'm blue 

I love him, I love him; I love him I do 

Lalalalaa