So true
Funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels when toe to toe
This is the sound of my soul
Raise up! Get yourself together,
And drive your funky soul.
Raise up! Get yourself together,
And drive that funky soul.
Won’t you take me to Funky Town?
Play that funky music, white boy!
Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the whiskey
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
Priests and maidens
Drunk as pagans
They had the Bottle of Smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
We went off to worship Venus
By the Gods! You should have seen us!
Now the Clinic has to screen us…
But that’s good enough for me!
Goddess on the mountain top
Burning like a silver flame
Sail on, silver girl…
I’m sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea
All day long the virgins sit and feast on endless meals
The Countless laughs and sips her wine - her skin doth crack and peel
But when nighttime fills the air one must pay the price
The Countess takes her midnight bath with blood that once gave life
Spill the wine dig that girl
Listen to me, why is everything so hazy?
Isn’t that she, or am I just going crazy, dear?
Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love…
But look around, the leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Sky pilot, how high do you fly?
You’ll never (never) reach the sky.
I was gonna clean my room until I got high
There’s a world where I can go and tell my secrets to
In my room, in my room
In my own little corner, in my own little chair,
I can be whatever I want to be.
Run to the secret corners of your room
I’ll still be waiting
I’ll still be waiting
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card