If we followed your warning signs   Children would swim alphabetically   Mountaintops would all fall in line   Single-file by height   If this was the only way, daydreaming would stop at 5 o'clock   And the corner(?) flashes off from left to right      Lies, lies   You don't always get your way      Saturday, slow to wake, Bugs Bunny love   Thought those people would never go home, guess it's the price we pay   If everyday were Saturday   Oh, most people couldn't even go it alone      Lies, lies   We don't always get our ways      Oh, and it's time, time to sleep   Nightdreaming starts with hands held high   Maybe then we'll finally turn it on   Like a brand new (?????)      Lies, lies   We don't always get our ways   Turn it on   Turn it on   Gentle   Fragile