Molly Molly [live] (3:49)

Molly Molly make love to me
Beside the rinds in the sangria machine
We’ll do the two-stroke til the sky is red and green

Molly Molly make love to me
Beneath the stars in the sangria machine
We’ll rock and roll until the galaxy is free

My grandpa worked just east of the Buzy Bee
At Damen, North, and Milwaukee
Sorting souls with his bare hands using red cherries
Oranges of orange, lemons yellow, and limes of green
Matching up souls with destinies

Molly Molly make love to me
Beneath the stars in the sangria machine
We’ll rock and roll until the galaxy is free

Oh babe you’re the queen of the damned
And I’m your man- and fortuitously not
Just cause the factors of ten
Never left us a slot
But in a world of strings you know
The squares can get out of hand
So we’re ditching 12 for love in lunar land

Molly Molly make love to me
Beneath the stars in the sangria machine
We’ll rock and roll until the galaxy is free

Oh babe you’re the queen of the damned
And I’m your man…
Slingshot like a police cop on 21st and Grand
My grandpa was felled by a dentist drill in 1973
But not a day before
The solemn grounds in his coffee cup decreed

Molly Molly make love to me
Beneath the stars in the sangria machine
We’ll do the two-stroke til the sky is red and green

Molly Molly make love to me
Beneath the stars in the sangria machine
We’ll rock and roll until the galaxy is free