Lately I seem to run out of smile
Faces and places and a can of fresh water
In metal blue and all this song is about you
When I turn my head and you take a slice
See you sucking on a block of ice

Look at this form it's so long
And the colour is pale and torn

Well impression train
Like a kick into my vein
Metal blue
And all this sound's around you
On the top of this pen
I see this shivering sin
No need no ticket
To travel to you
Too loo loo loo

Look at this form it's so long
And the colour is pale and torn