The brightest star ever ever seen
had its picture in a magazine.
It looked like a motor cycle coming at you
through my glazed glass shower door
Do you know why we all are here?
Is it to love or live in fear of
all of the bad all of the bad I love the bad
I love the bad I love a good badminton match

If you hit me hard this bird will still float
If your heart is large this little tugboat
will pull you pull you to where you want to go.
Pull you pull you to where?

Our solar system is just a teardrop in the eye
of a rare bird who nearly never cries.
Our solar system is all behind the eyes
of the one you love
who's your space heater tonight

How she loves all extremes
illuminating my darkest dreams of
all of the bad I love the bad I
love the battles of the bad
I love a good badminton match

If you hit me hard this bird will still float
If your heart is large this little tugboat
will pull you pull you to where you want to go
pull you pull you to where?
Our solar system is just a teardrop in the eye
of a rare bird who nearly never cries.
Our solar system is all behind the eyes
of the one you love
who's your space heater tonight

If you hit me hard this bird will still float
If your heart is large this little tugboat
will pull you pull you to where you want to go.

To that brightest star ever ever seen
that has its picture in a magazine
It looks like a motor cycle coming at you
through my glazed glass shower door