I’ve got all night to talk to you
Listen if you will
My anaesthetic head
Has caught the biggest chill
For I only want to smuggle you
With a little yellow pill
Please feel free
To climb the steepest hill
I can hear me calling you
From my windowsill
Think for a minute
About what I have to kill
Feeling blue beside you
You smother old wild Bill
Sleep rushes onward
Awareness gives me nil
Heart forces me to sing to you
A group hug fire drill
I am the maddest pilot
Because my squad stays still
Warlords love to jail you
Behind a pervert thrill
Martyr’s do not live forever
It is time to live your will
Cheers!
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