Neon Blonde The Future Is A Mesh Stallion
Exotic celebration.
Paradise celebration.
Exotic celebration
In the shack with 36 rooms.
Paradise celebration
In the house of dark green glass.
Fantastic celebration
On the backs of singing stallions.
Tropical celebration
On the ship with neon masts.
Don't you carve out 70 years.
They distill diamonds from your tears.
I see the kids riding flamingos.
Jumping off cars into the street.
Everyone's asleep on the suburban lawn.
Their dreams small talk above the Cabernet Sauvignon.
Exotic celebration
In the trenches filled with skeletons.
Paradise celebration
On the clouds flying round the world.
Fantastic celebration
On the eyelids of the deserts.
Sparkling celebration
On the roofs of midnight malls.
Sold to the wolf teeth when I was young.
Shipped off to butchers when I was a baby.
I'm looking for a confetti gun.
Open my mouth, there's fireworks exploding.
You didn't know me when I was young
Before the stingers stung,
Before everyone took off.
Exotic celebration.
Paradise celebration.
Fantastic celebration.
Tropical celebration.
Exotic celebration.
Paradise celebration.
Fantastic celebration.
Sparkling celebration.
I see the kids wrapped in Christmas lights
Dancing in the living room in bare feet.
Let's drive your car off the pier.
Open the window, swim to the beach.
Sold to the wolf teeth when I was young.
Shipped off to the butchers when I was a baby.
I'm looking for a confetti gun.
Open my mouth, there's fireworks exploding.
You didn't know me when I was young.
Before the stingers stung,
Before everyone took off.
