“When You Come” by Crowded House

When you come
To cover me
With your kisses
Fresh like a daisy
Chained up in a lion’s den

Look, I can understand the need to chain up your daisies. I mean, those things are deadly (to hayfever sufferers at least). But I question how fresh anything’s going to stay in the close confines of a lion’s den. Less fresh, more reeking of rotting meat and lion shit, really.

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