My hoover is howling
All those dirdy clothes
Keeps spinning
On the endless typhoon
Plummer keeps me waiting
Feels like dust never sleeps
I asked for my dearest
Hey honey how are you
Are we gonna have tonight
Some onion soup
Yeh and she said yeah
Yeah and she said yeah
Standing on a bill hill
Jets are giving me tone
My mind is crawling
Into a silvery sea
Cruise control on the loose
Lizards licking my toes
Ever lasting grass
Under my running shoes
Am I enough happy
Am I enough fast
Oough
Ou lord gimme onion soup
Yeh and she said yeah
Yeah and she said yeah
