There's a message up in China. That they getting in Japan. Bouncing off an ocean liner. Make em shake em in Siam. All the kids are complaining. That there's nowhere to go.
Did you think you knew the game?. Did you think that fame and fortune's. All that I had in my head?. Bang you're dead. It's not a game I'm gonna play with you.
[transcribed by naoyuki isogai]. . Quicksilver, headed out for the creed. Quicksilver, he's gonna take on wheel. Quicksilver, she's a girl for me. In a pool of mercury....
Gather 'round!. Punch and Judy,. Did it truly,. And were married in a haste,. In love, maybe,. Using the baby,. As a kind of romance paste,. She's grown fatter,.
Pulsing pulsing,. There's a beat in his arm still.. Pulsing pulsing,. Like the throb of an anthill.. Pulsing pulsing,. No death in the rain.. I've been washing my hands,.
I've got a private eye to see if you've a mother. I've got a private eye to find out where you go. I've got a private eye to see if you've a lover. I've got a private eye to tell me what you know.
Look at these hands. Spokes of the sun God delay you, spray you. Prince of orange, climb the ladder. Prince of orange will die.. . Brass robinettes. Trumpet and drums for the taking, baking.
Poor skeleton steps out,. Dressed up in bad blood,. Bad brains, bad thoughts, and others deeds.. . Poor skeleton no doubt,. One of these days,. You can cast aside your human, be free..
I climb up, spending daylight. Slide down drunken on the other side. Some sweet girl, playing my wife,. Runs off with a boy whose bike she'll ride. . Playground (it's a playground).
Anytime you rise, I'm here,. And I'm crazy for you pink thing.. You make me want to laugh,. You make me want to cry,. When I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high,.
Pink confetti, shotgun wedding. Rocket secrets someone's shredding. Nineteenth floor.. . Laundry ticket that exploded. Joust with quaker pamphlet goaded.
A lie for a lie, but a truth for the truth. . Church of women is made out of milk. Which their love turns to butter -er -er. Church of women will have you give praise.
[Chorus]. Cherry cherry in your tree. Jump down on the ground and make a pie with me. Cherry cherry in your tree. Jump down on the ground and make a pie with me.
I'm floating over strange land,. It's a soulless, sequined, showbiz moon.. I'm floating over strange land,. And then stranger still, there's no balloon..
How bright are the fires of thought. In a chain of command. How bright is the medical torch. When it's put in our hand. . My microbes and I. We can't wait to lay down and die.
Dig, dig down.... Dig, dig down.... . (chorus). Candymine, candymine, tunnelling to honey for a girl so fine. Candymine, candymine, tunnelling to honey for a girl so fine.
Well, let me tell you about my girlie. She goes by the name of sleepy shirley. She become a real life wiro. Since she learned how to do the cairo. And she go.
What makes you wander far. Don't know who you are. Now if the vibe is right. I'll go out tonight. . Cause it's Buzzcity talking. It's Buzzcity talking.
Never seen her glowing. All that bright she's throwing. Like some aurora. From her head it's growing. Reaching to the ground and all around. Like a Navajo blanket.