Oranges on apple trees Birds that mate with bumblebees Oranges on apple trees Water comes and water goes Where it ends up no one really knows Water
The rain, it started tappin' on the window near my bed There was a loophole in my dreamin', so I got out of it And to my surprise my eyes were wide and
Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers Nurses, queens and drones Wish they'd leave my head tonight Let me rest my bones A billion feet sound just like
I'm floating over strange land It's a soulless, sequined, showbiz moon I'm floating over strange land And then stranger still, there's no balloon But
Kid, stay and snip your cord off, talk and let your mind loose Can't all think like Chekov but you'll be okay Kid, is this your first time here? Some
Here comes President Kill again Surrounded by all of his killing men Telling us who, why, where and when President Kill wants killing again Hooray, ring
Everyone's creeping up to the money God Putting tongues where they didn't ought to be On stepping stones of human hearts and souls Into the land of 'Nothing
I?m 12 o?clock, all daylight hours I?ll warm your bed, I?ll grow your flowers Like I?m a miniature sun This ball ignited when she told me I was her only
I got so much to say But I'm afraid it'll come out wrong I'm not a king to the eighties thing Where you look after number one But I won't rock the boat
Anytime you rise, I?m here and I?m crazy for you pink thing You make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry When I stroke your head I feel a hundred
Higher, I'm a king, yes, I'm a head of state But I'm the kitchen, boy who'll wash your dirty plate I had no message and the message was We're all Jesus
Hope you enjoyed your flight In one of our new straw aeroplanes You'll find things here are just like What you're used to There's lots of waste and razor
Hold me my daddy I never felt lower than dirt on the floor I say hold me my daddy I never felt like crying oceans before If this means war, why are we
Never been near a university Never took a paper or a learned degree And some of your friends think that's stupid of me But it's nothing that I care about
Poor skeleton steps out, dressed up in bad blood Bad brains, bad thoughts and others deeds Poor skeleton no doubt, one of these days You can cast aside
All around the world, every boy and every girl Need the loving The humble and the great, even those we think we hate Need the loving Soldiers of the
Another year's gone by The world's grown older Sometimes I heave a sigh People grow colder Every day I do my best to show I can make it in this world
Paint a pound, mix the green with red Hum some notes, get it out of your head Draw a line so you can ignore it Have a jam, have it with all the bits
