Blank
All the lonely people belong in their beds
Candy Cane park is where we fled
And it doesn't matter where we go
Just so you'll know
And it doesn't matter what we say
Even if it's said in vain
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Chorus:
Staring blank at the sun
Never a dull moment in my fun
Waiting for the magic show
As the time disintegrates so slow
If the world were flat I would be turned off
Revolve around the turn style into my loft
And it doesn't matter how it's done
So long as it gets done
And I'm soaring high on my pride
A feeling that won't be denied
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Chorus:
Imitators crouch to obstruct my view
Sing my lucent song to a chosen few
Shoot them with blanks of poetry and prose
They loft their rose
So we turn and blow and the curtains close
Slouched upon our throne
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Chorus:
Sitting patient waiting for the moon
Retinal cavities make the women swoon
And I cannot see if that's the truth
I know I speak the truth
I know what I think is my destiny
With out a doubt to pin on me
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Chorus:
Serenade the sun with my every breath
It helps me to prop up my wilting head
Blessed is it's sacred light
Makes me feel all right
And it gives me strength to face the day
I'll never fade away
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