Text: DrManhattan. Jam Dreams. I'm High.

I've been collecting dirt since I escaped
Waconda, I love you too!
Up all night, I'll get to you by sunrise, orange and blue

Telephone smells of home, a teasing holiday house
Collects the septone(?) to the mouth
Oh my lady, am I crazy?
My appetite's gone soon

Rapid fire, yellow striped water log paradise
You are warm and I'm clean
Starless night, home at last

Telephone smells of home, a teasing holiday house
Collects the septone(?) to the mouth
Oh my lady, am I crazy?
My appetite's gone soon

My telephone smells of home, a teasing holiday house
Collects the septone(?) to the mouth
Oh my lady, I'm not crazy
I'm starving and exhausted but I don't wanna go home
No, maybe I am crazy
Yeah, maybe I am crazy
My appetite's gone soon
My appetite's gone soon
My appetite's gone soon
My appetite's gone soon
My appetite's gone soon