I am sick of dreaming over you. I don’t want to cry, don’t want to think I wanna-do. I will brush the flies out of my head. Send them out the window and look in to see what’s left. I’ll say “Hello, how do you do you? What do you know? And now what do you want to do?” I should say “No, don’t be a fool. Spend an evening on your own. Be a lone x static one”.
I can see a lion in a cage. I can see a new life in a fucked up kind of way. I will be a no one who pretends. I will be the stars and fall in love with you again I’ll say “Hello, how do you do?” Are you feeling pretty low? Are you stuck inside your head? Leave it alone sweet baby blue. Catch a feeling of your own. Be a lone X Static one.
When we’re going out I see your eyes. When I take you home I know our words will come alive. I’ll start an earthquake, I’ll do the moonshake. I got a headache. I did the moonshake. Like an X static one.
How do you love? I want know how. And say that you know. And ask around. Well say I’m in love and ask away. A handsome gorilla can show the way. Say I’m in love. Say I’m alright.
How do you know? In love will I stay? And say it ain’t so. It’s gone away. Well say I’m in love and ask around. Gesticulate gorilla is bringing me round. Say I’m in love. Say I’m alright.
I was seeing her only for a few days. But I can say it hurt like slap right to the face. A movement in my heart coming on a different way to sing the old cliché. Are you looking in the wrong place?
I’m an open mouth. I’m in love with yesterday. Take time to recall all her charming little ways. And then move onto her faults that would bug you more and more each day. And then sing the old cliché. Are you looking in the wrong place?
What To Do
Dropped into this night, growing older all the time. If I’m only here to find different rooms and different lives I will love, I will lie, I will try to see a light. I will talk, I will think, I won’t understand a thing. I don’t know what to do with you. But it’s fine.
Dropped into this life that could be over any time. Have you had a chance to think about all these groovy things. I will love, I will lie, I will try to see a light. I will talk, I will think, I won’t understand a thing. I don’t know what to do with you. But it’s fine.
You should have seen the look on your face when I asked you for a little time of day. I did it anyway. Looks like we’re heading for “Et Tu Aime, Zoot Alore!” Best time I ever had. Reality’s a drag. I know I could be the one for you but I’m sure I don’t know what I’m coming to. Looks like you and I might not be the only ones but I don’t take these things in my stride. It’s anywhere. And I don’t care. I like the way you turn around. I’m underground – dig – turn around. Come out for air. I know I could be the one for you but I’m sure I don’t know what I’m coming to. Looks like you and I might not be the only ones who are caught up in the night and caught up in the early morning. I know I could be the one for you. But I won’t. I try to make you understand.
Stay Home And Write
I was thinking de la soul. I was drifting through the night. I was thinking over-over. I keep moving on and on. Now my sister, she’s successful. She’s a family girl alright. She will go but she won’t stay long. On the couch I’m dreaming on and on and on. Stay home and write.
Well I wouldn’t interrupt you. I will see you in the night. I will go but I won’t stay long. I’ve got things to do tonight. I’ve been staring out my window in the fiery candlelight. One must always keep the prose up to keep my mind set full of life. Stay home and write.