Milk & Honey Songtext
von Beck

Don′t take your red ribbons off
You're about to make a fool of yourself
In the aluminum sunset
Drinking from a drain
I′m a hundred miles behind myself

Milk and honey
Pouring down like money
Make a poor boy wanna run
Milk and honey
Do you wanna love me
Under the aluminum sun

Did you hear those war torn stories
Where the lifeguards slept in the streets
In the jungle lands with the cold cola cans
You'll get the keys to the city for free


Milk and honey
Pouring down like money
Bring a poor boy to his knees
Milk and honey
No it isn't funny
Living in a garden of sleaze

(Well, I can smell the V.D. in the club tonight)
(Excuse me please)
(Would you tell me how to get to the Soviet Embassy?)

Bangkok athletes in the biosphere
Arkansas wet dreams
We all disappear
Kremlin mistress
Ring the buddah chimes
She slipped me roofies
Receding hairlines

She′s all right, touching my body
She′s all right, on my computer
She's all right, selling me watches
She′s all right, ring on my finger


Milk and honey
Pouring down like money
Bring a poor boy to his knees
Milk and honey
No it isn't funny
Living in a garden of sleaze

Milk and (Milk and)
Do you want my (Come in)
Milk and honey
(Is she romantic?)

Milk and honey
Milk and honey
Milk and honey
Milk and honey