Championship Cookies Songtext
von Sourface

Championship cookies
Louisiana sneeze
The air that I breath
In an afternoon breeze

I heard you had a good year
Heard you had a good time
Chasing the sunshine
Out of your behind

You got a sweet tooth for
Pretty things and piercings
Vintage female nipples
And bellybutton ching-a-ling

Oh you said
I dream of dying
By the sea
Come NYE
God only knows
What have we to lose


Now you′re driving out of town
With a red haze in your mind
A nosebleed on your thigh
Epiphany widened eyes
This psychedelic breeze
Could really make you believe
That your dreams will come true
In a mirror beneath the moon

I'm sold!

Cookie
Try and take your time
A lifetime in the sunshine
Brings you dollar signs
I saw you in a movie
You made grandad boogie
A woogie, woogie, woogie
They paid ya lots o′money

There's too much on the telly
Geometric fantasies
Skinny-dip into dreams
Aesthetic pleasures on a tree

Oh you said I
Dream of dying
By the sea
Come NYE
God only knows
What have we to lose


Now you're flying outta town
On a cornflake in the sky
And the in-flight movie show
Spins you round and round
This psychedelic breeze
Will really make you believe
That your dreams will come true
In a mirror beneath the moon

I′m sold!