It's too cool To get something done Too many things move fast I can't quite get a grip at last And all the stars don't shine And all the stars don't shine And all the walls fall down And all the fish get drowned
Here it comes Can't you hear the sound of it Just like a big brass drum And some cunts always scratching it Just like a voice is pain Just like the taste is pain I wish that I could fly You have to learn to fly
She's singing to herself As she's singing in herself And she walk right up to you As she walk all over you
Don't turn off I don't expect, I just accept I'm happy in my box You got to see the box upstairs
And the sun don't shine And all the stars don't shine And all the walls fall down And all the fish get drowned
She's singing to herself As she's singing in herself And she walk right up to you As she walk all over you
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