Young Lions-Adrian Belew

[ti:Young Lions] [ar:Adrian Belew] [al:Young Lions] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Young Lions - Adrian Belew [00:48.51]Hot tribal night [00:51.84]Underneath florescent skies [00:55.94]Bonfires rage strange [00:59.89]Wild waving shouting Picasso faces [01:04.06] [01:04.78]In the guise of a lioness [01:07.64] [01:08.47]The wind kisses her burning dress [01:12.07] [01:12.69]You can fell her animal eyes [01:15.99] [01:16.64]You can hear them cry [01:20.34]"Be the jewel around my neck [01:24.28]Never a tear on my burning dress" [01:28.02] [01:43.86]Lying paralyzed [01:47.08]A brave prey who lays dying [01:51.01]And is surrounded by angry spirits [01:55.57]Hunters guns drums and elephants [01:59.99]Why is this night quiet [02:02.97] [02:03.81]Filled with trees filled with eyes [02:07.83]As she prowls around my feet [02:11.22]She throws back her head dress and cries [02:15.68]"Now you will be mine [02:19.34] [02:19.86]Be my young lion" [02:22.57] [02:55.36]Why is this night quiet [02:58.40] [02:59.08]Why the trees filled with eyes [03:02.17] [03:02.98]As she prowls around my feet [03:06.49]She throws back her head dress and cries [03:12.20]"Be my young lion"