What's that supposed to mean?
When I'm up you're coming down
No incentive to hide
Stick, sticks in you my dear
When I'm up you're coming down
When I'm up you're coming down
When I'm up you're coming down
Stick, sticks in you my dear
What's that supposed to mean?
When I'm up you're coming down
When we're wrapped in polythene
No birds in sight I fear
Some sight to feel our earthy bed
Happy coursing through my veins
Foolish parade of fantasy
Paper flowers bring me luck
Inside of me, some sight to see
Drink in your eyes, drink in your sighs
Paper flowers bring me luck
When we're wrapped in polythene
When I'm up you're coming down
Drink in your eyes, drink in your sighs
No birds in sight I fear
Some say I'm vague and I'd easily fade
Don't even know my name
Inside of me, some sight to see
Grass in my thighs my aching legs
Some sight to feel our earthy bed
