in context of the stars / u point at my point right
u reflect off my sunglasses / waiting for the moon on a tight night

in context of the sun / zero degrees is where we start
u grind on my gass pedal / red line earth clutchin' my hear

in context of the moon / u pull to my full height
we black out during the eclipse / jelly roll on a comet kite

	out of the day into the night
	catchin' the heat and the ride beat
	ooo la la well ooo la well

u says		there's nothing to do
i says		that's during the day
u says		aren't we having fun
i says		the night's not yet won
u says		the feeling will be
	ooo la la well oo la well

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Dave Watson, Severed Heads Liberation Front (Re-release the _Stretcher_ EP!)
Swetier Balzoff (Ottawa), Ontario, Canada  Email--aj153@Freenet.carleton.ca
"A man is measured by the depth of his anger"--Eddie
"You will be dead, killed by your mutinous, bastard socks."--R.B. Fairchild