Winding up.
Winding down.
Through the little alleys,
Of my brains.
Through the little alleys,
Of my brains.
She makes me
keep on trying,
She makes me
keep on trying,
every black day,
again, again.
Turning me up,
Turning me up,
and I don’t know why ....
She makes me
wish to cry.
She makes me think
I could fly.
Turning me up,
Turning me up,
and I
don’t know why.
She makes me feel so
crampled,
Like I have eaten mingled glass.
She makes me feel so
nervous,
Like I have sand on my ass.
It’s a
goddamned story,
and I
don’t know why,
and I
don’t know why.
Turning me up,
Turning me up,
and I
don’t know why.
Turning like an ant,
on a fruitcake,
Apple, Cherry, Blue.
Flying like a flea,
on a seagull,
Apple, Cherry, Blue.
Swimming like a snake,
in a sharkmouth,
Apple ,Cherry, Blue.
Sucking like a,
Doctor Fish,.
Sucking like a,
Doctor Fish,.
Every girl I can
Kiss,.
Every girl I can
Kiss.