Of all the things a popular song can bring   A permanent picture of hope is what I hate the most   But now I'm happy when I'm told to discover   There is no other      Just this is beautiful   This is beautiful   It's oh so fanciful   Empty head feels good   Empty head feels good, yeah      Just don't be too surprised if this permanent paradise   Explodes some day in a permanent picture of pain   Empty head feels good   Empty head feels good   Empty head feels good, yeah      But a permanent picture of love...(no there's a thing)   You feel you sing for something real   I can tell you it's no deal so don't bother      Whenever the fools surround me   It's never enough to tell me   This is beautiful   This is beautiful   It's oh so fanciful   Empty head feels good   Empty head feels good   Empty head feels good, yeah