ice cream Songtext
who left this door open
bulb shining and everything molten
all the flavors
spill out your 'frigerator

junky from the first taste
and the icicles slip down my face
how could you know
that i am an eskimo
give me all your ice cream cones
voice mails on my telephone
give me all your ice cream cones
letters, vandalism tones
give me all your ice cream cones
voice mails on my telephone
give me all your ice cream cones
letters, vandalism tones

give me all your ice cream cones
give me all your ice cream
cones