You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
 Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news

 Still we can find our love down from behind
 Down far behind this fabulous, my turn rules

 Beetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and then blued
 Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else
 You steam a lens stable eyes and glass
 Not get pissed off through my bird lips as good news

 You'll hang the hearts black and dull as the night
 We hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstasty
  Still being cried and laughed at before
 Should I be sewn in hugged I can by not saying
  Still being cried and laughed at from light to blue

 And should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque
 And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
 You mind not saying

 He'll hang that heart's black and dull as the night
  Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
 We hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasy
  Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
 Should I be sung and unbroken by not saying
  Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains
 Hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque for key