You said something will change
We were all dressed up
Somewhere to
Jimmy Brown, made of stone
Charlie Clown, no way home
Bring on
I've got a handful of this, what do I do
She floats like a swan
Grace on the water
Lips like sugar
Lips
Good God, you said
Is that the only thing you
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when
If I said I'd lost my way
Would you sympathise, could
Stab a sorry heart
With your favourite finger
Paint the whole world
Swung from a chandelier
My planet sweet on a silver salver
Bailed
I'm on the chopping block
Chopping off my stopping thought
Self doubt
Cut it up, cut it up
Who's on the seventh floor
A sense of duty
was my one intention
and an ugly
Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you'll take me
Up