Cherub — текст песни (Honeydogs)

Lying on cotton sheets, you wish they were silk
If you can`t get cream, settle for milk
Everything you touch seems to shatter
Egg shells and newsprint torn and tattered
There`s a little boy with an arrow you`re so scared of
You shot the cherub


You finally got your sea legs on a sinking ship
Put your while elephant to sleep, eat your blue chip
There`s a little boy with an arrow you`re so scared of
You shot the cherub


It`s what it is and what it`s not
Keep your guard up, get your shots
Take off your rose-colored glasses
Your Sunday school classes are free