Hey there’s 2 -3 - 5 things I forgot to mention   Like I can-no-stand-no trapped in no arm   Too tight is too hard for me   So I paint all 1 to 7 bars in the jail   And let myself out with blues on parade   And set our masks on fire   I play the past on strings of lead   And you put your tongue in another mouth   Still I can-no-stand-no trapped in no arm   I think I’ll go out tonight   I’ll put my blues on parade      Possibly all 2 - 3 - 5 mirrors with eyes on you   Turned black as night and made you blue   Like fish in river and faith is ship   And sails away   My strings of lead have failed to play   And as the waves come down so furious   I can-no-stand-no trapped in no arm   I think I’ll go out tonight   I’ll put my blues on parade      Yeah, I’ll drive 2 - 3 - 5 cars   And race away   I’ll crash my blues on every tree in your lawn   Closer to your house   My strings of lead they buzz to the beat    Of the Ricochet      Wind in my mind   Wind blowin’ crazy   Pushin’the Ricochet      The miracle man speaks of love as a new sensation   Love is my new sensation   The single man he’s a con   Love’s my new sensation   Love’s my new sensation   Love      Choir:    Tomorrow a prince,   In springtime   In May a prince