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How sweet it is to be loved by you,
And taking your medicine,
And feeling individual,
And audio-visual,
You see I`m hearing everything you see,
And seeing everything, you hear
To every idea a shelf,
To my wings a great heap of dust,
They were only ever buds anyway,
Only ever gonna get in the way,
To my screen a new project,
A new model fear.
I`m going to the Mothball,
And speeding like a pinstripe,
And never has it felt so right,
See I`m rolling like an eight ball,
And never has it felt so right,
I`m going to the Mothball,
And on the music goes
I feel like Thomas Edison,
A thousand lights going off in my head.
How sweet it is to be an apple in the eye,
And coming in worm-wise,
And feeding on your greatest fear,
Masquerading as a new love,
When by turn we all turn and turn in,
And the worm begets a butterfly.
Live your life in just one day
Live your life smooth.
I`m going to the Mothball,
And speeding like a pinstripe,
And never has it felt so right,
See I`m rolling like an eight ball,
And never has it felt so right,
I`m going to the Mothball
And on the music goes
I feel like the Persian Gulf
A thousand lights going off in my head. Send " The Mothball" Ringtone to your Cell