Fuzz Factory

This could be the day

That I've waited for

Tell me something

The keys on the tip of your tongue

You know

No-ones ever late

We've heard it all before

Tell me something you grabbed my arm and said

You're sending me, on a solid thought

Your revolution and you're shooting sparks

the deed is really done

Tip of glowing mind

Tip of you own tonngue

Paid to call and talk this way

You're selling me the time last time you were squashed

That I've ever heard before win six-feet small

You're sending me, on a solid thought

Your revolution and you're shooting sparks

I call you're voice when O'm rolling home

I'll promise anything when you're shooting sparks