Fire-fly Lyrics - The Wolfgang Press

I may be a fire-fly 

Catch the first train flying by 

With my wits on fire 

Send my legs to work it out 

Send my feet to fall about 

With the first train flying by 

With my wits on fire 

Send my legs to work it out 

Send my feet to fall about 

I've got two heads in my pocket 

Send the flesh rushing in 

Send me my weeping grin 

I've lost my discipline 

No more needles 

No more self-defense 

No more two heads 

No more rushing in 

Who's got a pig's head? 

Who's got big fat eyes? 

Who's an only child? 

Who's got a last goodbye? 

Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye 

Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, bye bye