Southpaw taylor; sewing light
Light you swallow so it shines, from your ears horns of yellow, glow of white
We are the stress-keepers
We are the punchingtons
Ready the mercurial flow
Glow!
My silly girl, I stayed too long
I said "Come here my darling, it all belongs to you. "
Queen of mirth, you played your part
You wanna be the storm, then be the storm
Tragic rover, space time clover. I got secret power in tow
Silver miner, ashtray writer; give them strife and let them settle
We are the Gate-keepers
We are the Kickingtons
We got our own style
Glow!
My silly girl I stayed too long
I said "Come here my darling, it all belongs to you. "
My queen of mirth, I strayed too far
You wanna be the storm, then be the storm
My silly girl I stayed too long
I said "Come here my darling, it all belongs to you. "
You little blue thunder, I strayed too far
You wanna be the storm, then be the storm
Throw it away like anything that you don't need
(It's far away)