Cocteau Twins - I Wear Your Ring

You don't feel damned between the sunrise and sunset

You're damned well panicky, I know the rainy days

Please them or run on the turf

You could be raising money with your momma

You might be showing you're round

And dressed up with kid

Take a toast to that, imbibe, you're alone

Men are so nice

Lays can be

Roses may fly

Men are so useful

He's a flirt

Men are so useful

Reflection beauty

Men are so nice

He pleases me fine

Reflection beauty

Men are so useful

Be able to feel

Don't feel damned between the sunrise and sunset

You're damned well panicky, I know the rainy days

Please them or run on the turf

You could be

You could be raising money with your momma

You could be

You might be showing you're round

And dressed up with kid

Take a toast to that, imbibe, you're alone

Men are so nice

Lays can be

He pleases me fine

Men are so useful

He's a flirt

Men are so useful

Reflection beauty

Men are so nice

He pleases me fine

Reflection beauty

Men are so useful

Beautiful hands us no way lies a means of love

Men are so nice

On sounds and guard the stone, and bed had a law

He pleases me fine

Answers written and I reason

He pleases me fine

In the reign of sex, blown more than it's pleased to be

Fine, fine

Fine, fine

Fine, fine

Fine, fine

He's a beauty affection, oooh

He's a beauty affection, oooh

He's a beauty affection, oooh

Cocteau Twins - Frou-Frou Foxes In Midsummer Fires

I buckle and rosed
As god and the rest(wrist)
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions(indications)
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrap to her baby
In day
And night to come

I buckle and rosed
As god and the rest(wrist)
How mere riches be
A war or we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions(indications)
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrap to her baby
In day
And night to come

Their little hands
Smooth all things
Ad nauseum

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-colored
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder
Pulled rounder

Pulled round
Trousers
Tighter
Tighter

Their fan I tickle
From serpents to dragons
I'd immerse you in flame
Your milk and your passion
Lead weight for his from his old turn
The young, I was eagerest
I'm losing the stars
I enlisted to find you
I buckle and rosed
As god and the rest(wrist)
How mere riches be
A war all we lose
Close into symbols
A fly drinks the ignitions
They turn infant's breath my
Milk and wrap to her baby

In day
And night to come
Their little hands
Smooth all things
Ad nauseum

Things old
And young
Very young
Rise here comes our reason
of the stars I enlisted to find you

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of

Singed by it, pulled around of my blazening
(Pulled round)
Eyes on the usually science of cherry-coloursed
(Trousers)
Limelight not the music, it's plain as as can be so
(Tighter)
All of the time I improvise by making sure
(Tighter)
It's to wait for you
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of
Pulled round of

Cocteau Twins - Fotzepolitic

My dreams are all more basic and must be addressed

They’re young girl’s dreams.

True some do it and shoot
Like the penny-lit stars
What I was just rude

Like the scary hairs on our singing hoof
Like the scary hairs on our singing hooves
They move

A family fool, but it's you,
I can swoon inside me
Then you’ll accept my things

A coloured star, but I feel strong
Luck when bound lonely to Lars**
When I'm empty headed

See ‘n saw bounce me back to you… Will you?
See ‘n saw bounce me back to you… Will you… Oh will you?

My dreams are all more basic and must be addressed
They’re young girl’s dreams.

See ‘n saw bounce me back to you… Will you?
See ‘n saw bounce me back to you… Will you… Oh will you?

See ‘n saw bounce me back to you
See ‘n saw bounce me back to you
See ‘n saw bounce me back to you
Will you?

See ‘n saw bounce me back to you
See ‘n saw bounce me back to you
See ‘n saw bounce me back to you
Will you?

Cocteau Twins - Iceblink Luck

I'm seeming to be glad a lot
I'm happy again
Caught, caught in time
Expose the doubter, arm yourself with me
And defend your prize

You're the match of Jericho
That will burn this old madhouse down
And'll not throw open like a wall-not-safe
More like a love that's a bottle of exquisite stuff has

You, yourself and your father
Don't know so, but in your own ways
You're really both bonesetters
Thank you for mending me, babies

You're the match of Jericho
That will burn this old madhouse down
And'll not throw open like the wall-not-safe
You would seem more like being from
That same bottle of exquisite stuff is
You are the match of Jericho that will burn
This old madhouse down
And not throw open like the wall-not-safe

You yourself and your father
Don't know so, but in your own ways
You're really both bonesetters
Thank you for mending me, babies