ShabopShalom

Shabop Shalom - Devendra Banhart

Written by：Devendra Banhart

Our story begins on a sunday afternoon

Just between halfway tree and spanish town

Where a young boy

Not yet the cock o' the walk he would soon become

Was lying on the grass and takin' in

The sweet and sensuous scent of hibiscus

That languidly lilted along the summer breeze

It was at this precise moment that he saw her

Her walk was soft and delicate with a thaumaturgical touch

That only a rabbi's daughter could have

Before their eyes had even met

Her luminous lips had already lured him in

Salvation winked with he promise of a briss held at pinnacle

And a congregation of sages bunny hopping and chicken

Dancing to yiddish mento

Then their eyes linked

An aeon blinked amharic vows were scryed upon their hearts

Just to think this could all be with a

Frenectomy

And a few words of love

My

Shabop shalom baby

Won't you shabop shalom with me

Under the old banana tree

Whoa whoa

My

Sweet telavivian lamb's bread

My heart can act as an emoliant

And you'll never ever say

Get bent

No no

Todamama todamama

Todamama todamama

Todamama todamama

Todatoda

Todamama todamama

Todamama todamama

Todamama todamama

Todatoda

All the signals that I'm sendin I'll keep sending

And on the constantillionth time

I'll make you mine

Yes I swear I will

Your

Sweet supple breasts are golden ghettos

Soft statues in stilettos

Two wise men instead of three

Blow a kiss just for me

I'm ever in a foul mood

I've gotta see you in your talmud

And so happy in makes me

Who who who who who

You wanna know who

Who wrote the book of jude

She wants to know who

Who who who who who

Who wrote the dead sea scrolls

Well I did I did