El-creepo! Space Needle
I don't feel a thing, and that's alright with me I'll just sit and rot away, and that's okay with me Like a flower or a bird singing of all the beauty in the world When you're high and watching someone die Watching someone die
You remind me of a snake, but only when you smile The hurricanes, the earthquakes, but only for a while Like a flower or a bird singing of all the beauty in the world When you're high and watching someone die Watching someone die
Now I've got you burning on a silver spoon Now you've got me flying, flying to the moon Now you've got me wishing, wishing I was you There ain't no use in crying, what good would it do?
Sleep now forget the day Dream, baby, dream away
Now I've got you burning on a silver spoon Now you've got me flying, flying to the moon Now you've got me wishing, wishing I was you There ain't no use in crying, what good would it do? What good would it do?
