Lyrics:
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
happy and never make you cry
Mrs.Po , is what you'll go by
I swear this love is a drug
Cuz it gets me so high
I can feel our connection
Like if it's WiFi
wondered why I even bothered to try
Mr. Moon
Yeah?
Tell us about the sky
The sky is deep and dark and eternally high
Many people think that's where you go
and all of mine
But when will you quit? You're not fine
Hey there, you, Mrs. X-anthropy
You've no idea what you mean to me
Underneath the moon, stars,
or outcast. No surprise
Never wanted lies. Only truth
You tell me who's who in this matrix
Am I Mr. Anderson? Am I Agent Smith?
Am I Mr. Anderson? Am I
If you feel like you want to go dancing
But you've got no place to go
In the Gramophone Room
By the light of the Moon
There's a song you're
to kick 'em out
Silent wars in my head, it's more to go around
Man, huh (shit)
Repent for my sins then I turn around
By next weekend, do it again
Road led through the forest full of whispering voices
Gnome stopped when moon rises at the gloomy meadow
Weird man, standing by the trees, make
Looking for someone is the hardest task
Surrounded by the fool and cold-hearted ones
Sometimes you only need to drill a bit
To get amazed by
suspended in Bavaria
Usher in a fat contented pig
Whose every hair is hand-carved by Italian master-
craftsmen
A porcelain Michael Jackson and Bubbles in
Head to the lake for a couple of days /See trailers and dogs with just three legs
There's lots of folks walkin' on by /Drinking 40s and all hazy-eyed
twills for schills, shag with the half moon
Cab to the school, straight to the bathroom
To take a piss then help the teacher
With the creatures that
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
into the armed
forces. 'Gee Mr. Peterson' he cried eagerly,
'Do you think they'll assign me to one of those frontline
trenches (army talk here I don't
catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into
unflinchingly
Sweet serenades are ringing to my ear
Is that moon a star or a planet
I'm sure, you know by fact
That the one sole exception to the rule
In
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well Robert
catchin' cases
Indeed, it was misery
Driven by my own demons, 'cause they was killin' me
How can I be sure I'll be saved soon?
Catch me dip into
of the moon
He is handling the money
He is serving the food
He knows about your party
He is calling you "DUDE!"
Now do you believe
In the one big
The city slips away too soon
Tonight she's wide awake
Making small talk with Mr. Moon
Singing louder than the rain
On nights like these she can
Mr taxi Man
It's been along time, I'll be back again
The birds and the bees be attracting them
The pretty little flowers on
The racks a'blend
on the highway to hell from here
Blessed by the night, holy and bright
Called by the toll of the bell
Oh Mr. Crowley did you talk to the dead
Sleep with the devil
the exit
When I was playing
in jungle gym.
I don't know.
If I want to find it
or I don't want to find it.
By the way I am tired.
And I gonna sleep here.
So I
Head to the lake for a couple of days see trailers and dogs with just three legs Lots of folks walkin' on by drinking 40s and all hazy-eyed
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