Piano

To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check

To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit

To the games pays to blame

To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane

Make it dance, not a chance, see her run

See her come, take her kindly

She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul

She is lifeline to the heartbeat

Can't feel the heartbeat

To the flowers, to the bunches,

To the lunches, to the punches

To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check

To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit

To the games pays to blame

To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane

Make it dance, not a chance, see her run

See her come, take her kindly

She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul

She is lifeline to the heartbeat

Can't feel the heartbeat

To the flowers, to the bunches,

To the lunches, to the punches

To the good, to the clean

And i'll be you're ugly

To the occasion, to the lie

Kiss beneath, bridge of size

Not some moaning, until they homing

And they spoil it all

To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check

To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit

To the games pays to blame

To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane

Make it dance, not a chance, see her run

See her come, take her kindly

She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul

She is lifeline to the heartbeat

Can't feel the heartbeat

To the flowers, to the bunches,

To the lunches, to the punches

To the good, to the clean

And i'll be you're ugly

To the occasion, to the lie

Kiss beneath, bridge of size

Not some moaning, until they homing

And they spoil it all

Not some moaning, until they homing

Not some moaning, until they homing

To the good, to the clean

And i'll be you're ugly

To the occasion, to the lie

Kiss beneath, bridge of size

Not some moaning, until they homing

Not some moaning, until they homing

To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check

To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit

To the games pays to blame

To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane

Make it dance, not a chance, see her run

See her come, take her kindly

She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul

She is lifeline to the heartbeat

Can't feel the heartbeat

To the flowers, to the bunches,

To the lunches, to the punches