Текст песни Glass Animals - Cocoa Hooves

This old goat with beard of grey
 He turns his leather gripped cane
 Those times you clapped and called for, "Quiet."
 They've come to hold you, ain't that nice?
 He packs a fat oom paul to
 Jib and make home-baked perfume
 Sips froth from soft, warm joe
 Snug eiderdown bedclothes
 You know, you know the way that I

 Come on you hermit, you never fight back
 Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
 Why don't you dance like you're sick in your mind?
 Why don't you set your wings on fire?

 You slick back that wiry mane
 A neat tucked slice
 Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn
 And scratch the slate
 You finger down that waxen line
 Between your breasts
 A squeaky pain upon each breath
 The plumbers left
 You know the way that I feel

 Come on you hermit, you never fight back
 Why don't you play with bows and arrows?
 Why don't you dance like you're sick in your mind?
 Why don't you set your wings on fire?

 Come on you hermit, Why don't you play nice?
 Why don't you toy with sex and violence?
 Why don't you stare back into my huge eye?
 Why don't you set my wings on fire?