The Slider

i could never understand the wind at all was like a ball of love i could never never see the cosmic sea was like a bumble bee and when i`m sad... i slide i have never kissed a car before it`s like a door i have always always grown my own before all schools are strange and when i`m sad... i slide i have never never nailed a nose before that`s how the garden grows i could never understand the wind at all was like a ball of love and when i`m sad... i slide watch now i`m gonna slide i slide.... have you ever seen a woman coming out of new york city with a frog in her hand?