Riot by The White Birch Lyrics

Storm and a lazy spark
Gone for a little while
Do you want to feel a cool caress?
Go find the queen and chest

Though she has a wound in her
Her heart is a king size bed
I wouldn't wait by the phone
If I didn't know she's close

Storm sail the wild sea
Sing, o' come home to me
I wouldn't kill a baby dream
If I couldn't smell this tea

Float down the river bed
Fell an angel fueled by lead
The riot is the yeppeny key
Then it's real