Does anybody know what this song is about Can you tell me? I'm fresh out of ideas but I'll buy whatever lies you can sell me Would anybody like to describe the inside of my mind at this time? I invite you But be prepared to be ensnared within my lair if you enter there So you'd best beware
The gentleman in the back with the pack of cigarettes Is smoking rings around me The gentle lady with the curls Turns my simple words to precious pearls I wish them love, more than cancer Crazy dancer with romance & flame Just the same I wish they'd tell me what this song is about 'Cause the game is over & I'm tired of playing
We are the music we can't understand Why you dance with your head when your body can't stand You are the music where do you belong Can anybody tell me what to do with this song?
We are the music we can't understand Why you dance with your head when your body can't stand You are the music where do you belong Can anybody tell me what to do with this song?
Does anybody know what this song is about Can you tell me? I'm fresh Dissected in the press what a mess of metaphors It's a meta-storm Je t'adore My pigeon hole is well defined on all side vy these troubadours Chairmen of the board These snakes & ladder in the frame make a out of fame Double ones again! But eye of snake is ancient I & ancient I is not a fake- please speculate
We are the music we can't understand Why you dance with your head when your body can't stand You are the music where do you belong Can anybody tell me what to do with this song?
We are the music we can't understand Why you dance with your head when your body can't stand You are the music where do you belong Can anybody tell me what to do with this song?