Naked Lunch First Man On The Sun
so cruel and lonesome
another day I could survive
do I need access to happiness
a plastic head of it's own
you fought my demons
showed me how to carry on
but now when love is gone how can I come
beyond this head of my own
I feel like the first man on the sun
I need to burn down for everyone
the party's over
we've been an army, now I'm one
a city-sleeper, daydream - keeper
a wreckless man on it's own
so cruel and lonesome
stay with me a little while
put the needle down and stay here
a plastic head of it's own
I feel like the first man on the sun
I need to burn down for everyone
my head fells like a cannonball
my body does it all
I do regret
