The caves of our mouths are forests, darkness and the air
In between this overflowing and the rushing
Wolverine flies past his shiny, shiny teeth
And she is kind, he is free, full of knowing
She is sure, she is sure
The caves of our mouths are bears, bellies and the air
In between this spewing, comets and the dancing
Central Queen flies past her tiny, tiny teeth
He is kind, she is free, and wants to show him
She is sure, she is sure
She is sure, she is sure
Find him in the bat's mouth
He is singing in her bat's mouth
He is shaking and dancing in her bat's mouth
Getting tired and sleepy in her bat's mouth
And she's holding him tight in her bat arms
She is wrapping him up in her bat arms
And she's thanking her mother, singing
Thank you mother, singing
Singing, singing
She is sure, she is sure
She is sure, she is sure
She is sure, she is sure
She is sure, she is sure
She is sure, she is sure
She is sure, she is sure