Paint Me Silver Lyrics - Pond

Paint me silver and call me Hermann Hesse 

If I ever, ever touch your pouch again 

The power to devour all the creeping things he made 

Slip up in the shower singing 'home-made lemonade' 

Bring me Louis Cartier I need a diamond halo 

For me and my seven billion brothers 

I never know what to do, babe 

But that's not nothing new, babe 

I'm the champion of the few, babe 

But I never know what to do, babe 

Soldiers and the children still shivving in the Jago 

And whoever runs the ship for the others 

I never know what to do, babe 

But that's not nothing new, babe 

I'm the champion of the few, babe 

But I never know what to do, babe 

Say 

Say 

Say 

Say 

Paint me silver and call me Hermann Hesse 

If I ever, ever touch your pouch again 

I never know what to do, babe 

But that's not nothing new, babe 

I'm the champion of the few, babe 

And I never know what to do babe, do babe, uh babe 

I never know what to do, babe 

But that's not nothing new, babe 

I'm the champion of the few, babe 

But I never know what to do, babe 

Say 

Say 

Say 

Say