Short parole for everyone, You shake a big C. Chauffeur soul to black baton, You shake a big C, You make it out. Pray by the corner, weight-shy daughter, We die. Ritual stroll along chiffon, We wake a big sea. I know it cannot tier itself, Bliss, a shallow tease in mouth, Oh, the narrow keel of health, Drank a dapper fear, aimed out. Caught in a rainbow drown, Taught on a payphone, Not in a paved countdown, You caught a sea.