Texty písní Devendra Banhart

Devendra Banhart

Be Kind

Be kind, baby be kind

Be kind, baby be kind

The light of this might

Align your legs to time

They give me up as I got mine

Oh and that's too many times

Baby be kind

And my eyelids are fine

Don't let your eyes pop out boy

You may drop your black candy apple

From the fright of having your eyes pop out

And someone else buys seeing double

So be kind baby be kind

Won't cha be kind baby be kind

And the way he drops the ants will cover him up

I said you'd get 'em back dear

Don't cha try to puff them all up

Baby dear don't cha try

To be kind baby be kind

You know the light of this whole world and mine

Aligns your legs to time

The lake it ain't your fire

And that is all I've had

Too many had done

These eyelids mine

Don't let your eyes pop out

You might drop them on your stove

And they'll wiggle on home