Babies Making Babies – Daiquiri – letras

More water in the air than airAnd little bags of jelly thereAn angel falling off a cloudA birth that god would not allowThere’s a little bag on the groundWith a vein on the sideWet enough to surviveIt’s alive that’s insideMake a hole drain it dryIt’s the son it’s the oneThere’s a light from the skyA fluid fills a million eyesThe goop is dripping from the skyPlacenta at you feetThe universe is underneath