18 March 2012

Lovely Boy

Pam, param, pararam-pam-pam
Pam, param, parararam-pam, hey
Pam, param, pararam-pam-pam
Pam, param, parararam-pam

Walking in fringes, gotta cringe up to the one with sheer voice
The one who's slipping, who is tripping just like this lovely boy
But now the roads he stepped and cloaks he wrecked are merely destroyed
So here we are, walking in bruises calling him lovely boy, oh no

Just shut up, shut up
I think I'll go with a try
Now isn't it good to have a hell in my last slip?
And get up, get up
I think I'll shine on with bright
Now isn't it good, I'm just feeling kinda homesick tonight

And now he's cheeky, words are flicking, calling adorable
But what to do if mass' destructing our pretty lovely boy
The glance he had, the eyes he checked are turning miserable
No one to help, the hope has melt, they aimed he's a lovely boy
(And they aim right at him)

Just shut up, shut up
I think I'll go with a try
Now isn't it good to have a hell in my last slip?
And get up, get up
I think I'll shine on with bright
Now isn't it good, I'm just feeling kinda homesick tonight

Just shut up, shut up
I think I'll go with a try
Now isn't it good to have a hell in my last slip?
And get up, get up
I think I'll shine on with bright
Now isn't it good, I'm just feeling kinda homesick tonight

Ah-ah, ah-ah, lovely boy is done, done
No way home tonight, night
Lovely boy was blind, blind
Hands were up this time, time
Lovely boy is buried, buried
Hearts had broke into him, to him
Lovely boy was trapped
He'd gone to fly

Just shut up, shut up
I think I'll go with a try
Now isn't it good to have a hell in my last slip?
And get up, get up
I think I'll shine on with bright
Now isn't it good, I'm just feeling kinda homesick tonight

Just shut up, shut up
I think I'll go with a try
Now isn't it good to have a hell in my last slip?
And get up, get up
I think I'll shine on with bright
Now isn't it good, I'm just feeling kinda homesick tonight

Just shut up, shut up
I think I'll go with a try
Now isn't it good to have a hell in my last slip?
And get up, get up
I think I'll shine on with bright
Now isn't it good, I'm just feeling kinda homesick tonight

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