your pussy s glued to a building on fire i paint my mind just cause i m alive and if you see me roaming the hillside won t you come along you paint your eyes mine are in the sky no worldly word i could say could be golden the smile on my face isn t always real but the way you make me feel is all that s really real you little duck house oh won t you come along you paint your lies your pain is nice no oh oh your pussy s glued to a building on fire i paint my mind just cause i m alive and if you see me roaming the hillside won t you come along you paint your eyes mine are in the sky no worldly word i could say could be golden the smile on my face isn t always real but the way you make me feel is all that s really real you little duck house