All I wanna be is washed out by the sea. No death star over me. Won't give me any peace. All I want is light relief. Put the crazies on the street. Give them guns and feed them meat.
I see her face everyday. I see her face. It doesn't help me. . I see her face everyday. I see her face. It doesn't help me. . She's so high. She's so high.
I think too much. On things I want too much. It makes me hateful. And I say stupid things. Only you can fill my blank heart. And I'm resigned to that.
Now I fall to the groundI can't get up, well never mind. I know you'll pull me up by my bones. And say I'm sand to polished stone. . Today's gone and it won't be longBefore we fall asleep and forget what we've done.
Where's the love song to set us free. Too many people down. Everything turning the wrong way round. . And I don't know what love will be. But if we stop dreaming now.
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of. what is known as (parklife). And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through.
On my way to the club. I fell down a hole. All the people there. Said have you come alone. . And I, I just want to be, darling with you. The music's made that way.
You really got me seeing you. Really got me done y'all. Music is my radar. Really topped me join y'all. . Really topped my radio. Really got me done y'all.
At the music heist. I met the gourmet man. With aluminium lungs. He sucks out all he can. He sees the whole world go flip. In a stunt bug style. 'Cause he's a parasite.
The trees are spinning oxygen. They're the rockets we should fear. If we go and let 'em off then we will disappear. Yeah, we will disappear, surely, we will disappear.
It's automatic. I need to unload. Under the pressure. Gone middle of the road. Fall into fashion. Fall out again. We stick together. Cause it never ends.
Jubilee slouches in his settee. He's losing all will to move. He got dippy, too much telly. He watching 24 hours of rubbish. He got butane, he got plastic bags.
Jets are like comets at sunset. Jets are like comets at sunset. Jets are like comets at sunset. Jets are like comets at sunset. . Jets are like comets at sunset.
What you want to be is what I am. How you want to feel is how I feel. But nothing stays the same when I am here. Just waiting for it all to disappear.
Waiting, got no time to hide in. The country got a hold of my soul. TV's dead. And there ain't no war in my head now. And you seem very beautiful to me.
Street's like a jungle. So call the police. Following the herd. Down to Greece. On holiday. Love in the Nineties. Is paranoid. On sunny beaches. Take your chances.
I've got a brain in lefthand drive. I don't sleep otherside. I ride a bullet like I'm Steve McQueen. Each time I intervene. I got a Keith and the barn is jumping.
I got the licence. I got dirty knees. I've been swinging in trees. A paid up member. I've been eating fleas. Running naked in the breeze. Catatonia itch.
Oh you are very strange. Sometimes I think you've gone insane. Twisted hearts you've gone insane. In this giddy world. Couldn't you begin to go. Where odd lines we hardly know.
Wake up straight. Called out by the sun. On the first day of April. Out of bed. Lord, it was a plane crash. But I'm sure that I was dreaming. TV on,. Of course caffeine and signs.