Beelzebub is aching in my belly-o. My feet are heavy and I'm rooted in my wellios. And I want to get away and go From all these mirror windows.
I look at eye level, it isn't good enough. And then I find it out when I take a good look up. There's a hole in the sky with a big eyeball Calling me:
"Come up and be a kite, On a diamond flight! A diamond kite, a diamond kite. Ooh, what a diamond!
"A diamond kite On a diamond flight. Over the lights, under the moon. Over the lights, under the moon. Over the moon, over the moon!"
I feel a rush along my body, like a bullet. I'm 2-D after a push-and-pull feeling. And I want to get back to safe home: I love the homeland dome.*
I got no limbs, I'm like a feather on the wind. Well, I'm not sure if I want to be up here, at all. And I'd like to be back on the ground, But I don't know how to get down--down--down!
"Come up and be a kite, On a diamond flight! A diamond kite, a diamond kite. Ooh, what a diamond!
"A diamond kite On a diamond flight. Over the lights, under the moon. Over the lights, under the moon. Over the moon, over the moon!"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
