Lyrics Little Comets

Little Comets

Bayonne

Fate dances on a pliable line

That keeps love apart

From all that enmity bear

He feels the ache of her effulgent heart

And so resolves to disappear

And so I carry on to Bayonne

Where my anatomy could

Sooner find alacrity to set me apart

From it all

For feeling far too much too young

You slip

And put another rubber bullet

In my back again

You slip, you slip

Always be suspicious

When they put their arms around you

And tell you they're delighted to see you

You slip

And put another rubber bullet

In my back again

You slip, you slip