Thimbledrome Testo

No one really thinks I❝m funny,
Not the way that she does
She is stranger more than fiction,
Dictionary definition.
Why don❝t we go take a drive and why don❝t we take your car?
Mine is nearly out of gas and nearly broken down.
Lighter flame and cheap Bordeaux
And incense wafting in the air
Steal a kiss and listen to the sound of falling rain
Never mind your diet,
I❝d rather stuff our guts
Making funny faces on the windowpane
We run, we run, we run
And we❝re happy inside of this place
The walls are half the fun
❝Cause anarchy stays in its space
Huddled in the pilot❝s seat our tanks are filled with Thimbledrome.
We check the dash and turn the motor on.
Never mind the man in orange;
We know our own way home.
We crush him flat and shoot into the sky.
There❝s a baby on its way because of what we do so much,
Shooting like a comet from the other end of space.
Someday (I don❝t know which one)
A pair of little feet will come
Creeping like a monkey with a creepy little face
And I will spank that monkey, spank that monkey,
Spank that monkey if it gets out of line.
And I will spank that monkey, spank that monkey,
And he❝ll thank me someday when I❝m seventy-nine.
We run, we run, we run
And we❝re happy inside of this place.
The walls are half the fun
❝Cause anarchy stays in its space.
Allow me to extend to you a special invitation to
Watch the wrinkles form upon my face as I grow old.
Christmastime and Halloween and all the days that lie between
Hand in hand we❝ll watch as all the years unfold.