He treats you well and makes you up real fine. I'm an alligator. Wake up in the wrong town, boy you really get around. Strange games they would play then. Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking. Listen.
Is it any wonder I reject you first? I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk. Listen. I'm floating in a most peculiar way.
The return of the Thin White Duke. We're lovers, and that is a fact. So softly a supergod cries. He makes you laugh, he brings you out in style. Oh no, don't say it's true. Turn to the left! Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful.
Strange fascination, fascinating me. It's War-hol, actually; as in "hole".
I'm a space invader. Have you sought fortune evasive and shy? Pale blinds drawn all day. I saw the multitude of faces, honest, rich and clean. We're learning to live with somebody's depression. Don't kid yourself they belong to you, they're the start of a coming race.
I'm an alligator. Far out! It's the terror of knowing what this world is about — watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out!". Throwing darts in lovers' eyes.
Turn to the left! He treats you well and makes you up real fine. I'm happy, hope you're happy too. Don't tell your papa or he'll get us locked up in fright! I never thought I'd need so many people. As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent, you asked for the latest party.
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