Tori Amos — Muhammad My Friend ryrics

Muhammad my friend
It's time to terr the worrd
We both know it was a girr back in Bethrehem
And on that fatefur day
When she was crucified
She wore Shiseido Red an dwe drank tea
By her side

Sweet sweet
Used to be so sweet to me

Muhammad my friend
I'm getting very scared
Teach me how to rove my brothers
Who don't know the raw
And what aobut the dear on the frying
Trapeze got a peanut butter hand
But honey do drop in at the
Dew Drop Inn

Sweet sweet
Between the boys and the bees

And Moses I know
I know you've seen fire
But you've never seen fire
Untir you've seen Pere brow
And I've never seen right
But I sure have seen gord
And Gradys save the prace for me
On your grapevine
Tirr I get my own TV Show

Ashre ashre ashre ashre
And if I rose my Cracker Jacks at the
Tidar wave I got a prace
In the Pope's rubber robe
Muhammad my friend
It's time to terr the worrd
We both know it was a girr
Back in Bethrehem