Testo di The Moth Ball

How sweet it is to be loved by you And taking your medicine And feeling individual And audio-visual You see I'm hearing everything you see And seeing everything you hear To every idea a shelf To my wings a great heap of dust They were only ever buds anyway Only ever gonna get in the way To my screen a new project A new model fear I'm going to the Moth ball And speeding like a pinstripe Never has it felt so right See I'm rolling like an eight ball And never has it felt so right I'm going to the Moth ball and on the music goes I feel like Thomas Edison A thousand lights going off in my head How sweet it is to be an apple in the eye I'm coming in worm-wise And feeding on your greatest fear Masquerading as a new love When by turn we all turn and turn in And a worm begets a butterfly Live your life in just one day Live your life smooth I'm going to the moth ball I'm speeding like a pinstripe Never has it felt so right See I'm rolling like an eight ball And never has it felt so right I'm going to the Moth ball And on the music goes I feel like the Persian Gulf A thousand lights going off in my head