It's the plan of mostto discover that magnificent ghostwhen did I get pervertedand my innocent eyes divertedfrom a view so grandimbued with distractions
I'm greedy like Senior Babbitti'm just chasing that electric rabbiti'm a reluctant rebeli just want to be Aaron Nevillewith a crown on my headand my denim shirt all dark with sweat
I'm just pushing the paint aroundon advice from your lying mouthyou touched me and then you ranand left a sad Peter Panall alone and awkwardbut a transformation
I swear it will occur
