Music man lies
Images flow
The love of the night
Is food for your soul
I've nothing to say to you
Wonder boy super blue
I've nothing to sing at all
I love how you wouldn't fall Turn
the lights down low
On with the show
Lights down low
Let's get on
Let's get on with the show Winds of
war
They blow in hysteria
And the war in mind
If you call those aliens friends of yours
Then you are blind
The whole world seems laughing loudly
Laughing in your eyes
The whole world seems loving loudly
Once you realize
I've nothing to say to you
Wonder boy super blue
I've nothing to sing at all
Love how you wouldn't fall Turn the
lights down low
On with the show
Lights down low
Get ready
Cause here we go Cause the mental
minotaur's coming down
To lasso your pride
And conceive you in your house of peers
And blow your mind
But there's no use
Talking to you that way, love
You're so blind
When there's seven in the house of love
Not in your eyes Wings are in the
evening
Television glows
Sweep the stars we're going hard
Watch the evening go Music by Wade
Summerlin
Lyrics by Thomas Luke
c 2000 Wade Summerlin & Thomas Luke
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