She upset the weather. She upset my sweet cloud. Growing black, thick and heavy. Strike me, now gonna put me down. . She upset my brother. She upset his sweetheart.
Superstition is your modern eye. With original skin and original lie. Your modern shell wants to feed itself. You got elected now, honey, so, what the hell.
Look at you. Looking through the window. Wanna see everything tomorrow. A silhouette of me. . Is all you wanna see. Why don't you. You know that nothing is for free-yee-yee-yee.