Fantasies
by Silver Apples
From the album: Contact
Duration: 6:00
Lyrics for Fantasies
Once more in the center of his musing Fantasy He moves surly out into the blue forest Fantasy Change chords Mmm no Come back home now Leaves sprout from his head Grass grows from his hands And he rolls smoothly along in his ocean house Change chords now Come into the stop Roll me into the stop Ooo look There's something down below the balcony Under our windows In the snow Close the door Roll on the floor Fantasies 'K now move me back in I got to get the song moving {With hell they're five feet long And a chess color beard He forged the sunscreen the bloody melody That was to say, a body melody} Uh I can't read my own handwriting I'm going to change chords but I'm not going to tell you when I'm coming back home now Ok roll me into the stop again Ooo Look There's something down below the balcony Under our windows In the snow Close the door, roll on the floor Fantasies, ok get me back in here now {Ok we're gonna change chords and stay that way on the slowdown} Let's quit ok, let's stop playing {} = not confident