Prune-Handed Ballad
2024-04-18
Created By Pluralistsurferpunk With Udio AI
Prune-Handed Ballad
2024-04-18
Lyrics
I'd stand and stare, hands in the air Avoiding suds that I don't crave [Chorus] I'd rather be in the warm, dry land Than facing dishes in the sink I can't stand [Gentle Melody] [Verse 2] I would shiver, hands would quiver From the cold that turns them all to prunes (Turns them into wrinkly moons)
