I got a crush  Copy shop clerk  But she won't look up at me  Don't want to be known as the freak who just comes around to catch her eye  We could be sleeping in the flowers  We could sleep all afternoon  You'd proclaim that you're an island  I proclaim that I'm one too  Then we float into the harbor with just piers and boats around  I declare that I am England  You declare that I have drowned  I got a ride home with a drunk guy  How ungrateful I must have seemed  He showed me how to spin my head round and round  We'll be sleeping in the flowers  Tell my boss that I've been fired  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------