Your Pussy's Glued To A Building On Fire Lyrics - John Frusciante

Your pussy's glued to a building on fire 

I paint my mind just 'cuz I'm alive 

If you see me roaming the hillside 

Won't you come along? 

You paint your eyes, mine are in the sky 

No worldly word I could say would be golden 

The smile on my face isn't always real 

But the way you make me feel is all that's really real 

You little duck house