Mystery Language

I can take off my head and so can my dad In the grocery store, it falls onto the floor We laugh about it sometimes Just take it up to the counter Pay for it by the pound I got the money in my pocket I found the money on the ground Bdellium, onyx, gold is there Pick it up and put it down, just like a head ‘Cause I don’t need it I am filled by your mystery language I open my throat and my ears clear I can hear the blood and the ocean Take off your shirt Lift up your skirt Take off my head Put it in your bed Speak to me in your tongues of fire