The Heron - Highasakite

Between all yellow faces

That whistles along the streets

The heron neck is on

But she never walk

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She listens to the sound of the snakes

That crawl slowly up the lake

Leaves traces

Of piss between the thighs

She doesn’t walk with high heels

She doesn’t walk with high heels

She doesn’t walk

She doesn’t walk with high heels, with high heels

Walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

Walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels, no

She doesn’t walk with high heels