it s too cool to get something done too many things move fast i can t quite get a grip at last and all the stars don t shine and all the stars don t shine and all the walls fall down and all the fish get drowned here it comes can t you hear the sound of it just like a big brass drum and some cunt s always scratching it just like a voice is pain just like the taste is pain i wish that i could fly you have to learn to fly she s singing to herself as she s singing in herself and she walk right up to you as she walk all over you don t turn off i don t expect i just accept i m happy in my box you got to see the box upstairs and the sun don t shine and all the stars don t shine and all the walls fall down and all the fish get drowned she s singing to herself as she s singing in herself and she walk right up to you as she walk all over you1