S. Colvin Please no more therapy Mother take care of me Piece me together with...
I've watched the morning undress you So many times but i still catch my every...
So I'm letting it go again I'm halfway full on Left my meds on the...
The top becomes the bottom The fantasy becomes reality The conceptions change The landmarks dissolve...
Words and music by brian may and tim staffell In the bright shop window sits...
I'm the same as I was when I was 6...
A nice heart and a white suit and a baby...
Well Jesus Christ was an only child He went down...
I got one two three four Five, six, six, six...
I'm the same as I was when I was 6...
Took a bus straight to Baltimore On the way he...
And I said you shouldn't make facts out of opinions...
Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in....
It's the big show tongue tip tied to the roof...
When I can work out how it was Then I'll...