wood glue
Flying Squid
New telephones
New yellow brick roads
They lead to somewhere else where no ones watching
Somewhere else where no ones watching
Some where else where no ones watching
Me
I wanna go
I walk alone
I walk to somewhere else where no ones watching
Somеwhere elsе where no ones watching
Some where else where no ones watching
Me
Birds may call
Skies may fall i
Want it all out the
Way
Red white and blue
Blue balled and quite
Over it theres no one watching
Over it theres no one watching
Over it theres no one watching
Me
Broken jesus christ
Fixed him up with wood glue
His dad was out again