Moon Boil

Everyone, half as tall
 All they want, all they wanted and I will try half as hard
 Now that Herman sing, now that purple twink
 Little one, turn your head, hear the drone lashing on the sand
 Listen for passing troops, now of what they sing, tree bop, trick away
 All light shine underneath
 Hold their tongues, from their scraping sand
 One by one grappling, wrapped onto the filet of over date
 Midnight sound, reaching out, smile and smile while its crypt to bring
 With its lace next to hers, time and people will cross to take away
 Now that they're all around
 Greeting lines to wrong innocence
 Will they ask "Sink or swim"?
 All with one of what shines, bells shine silver light
 Everyone, turn your heads, hear the song, that you'll represent
 This is warm, shining smiles, now that what they sing, tree bop, trick away