In the glitterhouse,
I know what's going on
just like me telling this gets them nowhere
stop,hurt,laugh,cry
never knowing why
yet knowing all the time
my head is high
I'm moving as mood allows
my head is high
I'm moving as the drugs allow
running out of the door
to find a place to think
from the halo of lights
swaying round and round and round
where the night is frightening
their dance is crazy
I've done it again
slipped from all those high ideals
slipped something into my drink
chipped away my brain again
the night is frightening,
their dance is crazy.
i love this song somebody have the whole song
10ndy 1 month ago
thanks for posting this incredibly creative band. i had completely forgotten them through my disheveled years. a little masterpiece!
frtac 11 months ago