Songtext von Hot Air Balloon

We wrote a prelude, to our own fairy tale And bought a parachute, at a church rummage sale And with a 'mean' sewing machine, and miles of thread We sowed the day above l.a. in navy and red We wound a race track, through your moms kitchen chairs And fought the shadows back, down your dark basement stairs I lit a match then let it catch, to light up the room And then you yelled as we beheld an old maroon hot air balloon I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon So lets spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down We drank the great lakes, like cold lemonade And both got stomach aches, sprawled out in the shade So bored to death you held your breath, and I tried not to yawn You made my frown turn upside down, and now my worries are gone I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon So lets spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down I'll be out of my mind, and you'll be out of ideas pretty soon So lets spend, the afternoon in a cold hot air balloon Leave your jacket behind, lean out and touch the treetops over town I can't wait to kiss the ground wherever we touch back down