|
I'm takin' a boat |
|
Sailing the edge |
|
Of this two-dimensional world |
|
And I'm gonna fly |
|
Out into space |
|
Where there's no gravity |
|
And I know I'm going to feel better out there |
|
I'm takin' my coat |
|
And I'm gonna walk |
|
Out of this two-dimensional room |
|
And I'm gonna sit |
|
Out in the street |
|
Where no one will look at me |
|
And I know I'm gonna be much better out there |
|
You're a shade of blue |
|
You know me, I know you |
|
And anyway it's something I don't do |
|
So it's come to this, rock and roll |
|
It's so ludicrous that my soul |
|
Has escaped from my body |
|
Dreams blanket the trees |
|
Cover my bed |
|
As I pass it by on the train |
|
Where I am asleep |
|
In a cocoon |
|
Floating high above all the shit |
|
That's making me feel that's it better up here |
|
But I have to decend |
|
For someone I love |
|
He is wasting from the world |
|
Of roses and beds |
|
And wishing you were dead |
|
'Cause you're so sick of gravity |
|
And I know he's gonna be better up here |
|
You're a shade of blue |
|
You know me, I know you |
|
And running away, it's something I can't do |
|
So it's come to this, rock and roll |
|
It's so ludicrous that my soul |
|
Has escaped from my body |
|
And that's not so bad |
|
I'm in Trinidad |
|
Being made into a toy |
|
It's so ludicrous that my soul |
|
It's so ludicrous that my soul |
|
Has escaped from my body |
