Wild storm on Monday A gray rain came Touchin' infinity's prison The creature made a war Take the plane to Saturn Follow the Indian Celebrate their comet Lord knows Mr. Cheyenne It's a crucified photo Of the wrong century
High priced soldiers Kickin' down Eternity Sun City delusions Snake eyes knows for sure Winning by confusion It's a losin' game Saturn's rings of reason So's a lonely street Profits by the billions Got the mornin' line
Momma's future children Buy bad machines The computer knows nothin' It's feelin' sympathy What price glory It's too much infinity Take the plane to Saturn Follow the Indian Look for that comet Feel that fantasy Fantasy Fantasy
The creature's nothin' Just a stain on a wall Death Row gets a window Here comes Eternity A million candelabras You gotta have a scheme Dr. Doom got a laser It's a time machine That comet got religion Some time yesterday Yes, yesterday
Snake eyes Layin' on the shore That's a losin' game It's on the[?] lonely streets I got that mornin' line, man Yeah, what price glory? There's too much infinity Take that plane to Saturn now I feel like fantasy
Wild storm on Monday A gray rain came Touchin' infinity's prison The creature made a war Take the plane to Saturn Follow the Indian Celebrate their comet Lord knows Mr. Cheyenne It's a crucified photo Of the wrong century
It's the wrong one It's the wrong one Open your eyes Take that plane Take that plane to Saturn Fantasy Fantasy FantasyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
