This is part of your make-up

To look as though to call

With eyes in front of your mirror

Your taste is rough

As the show you know

Well

Lay on your back

And I go and think it over

Now

Come out your land and see

Feeling nothing but heaven

The world

Coloured you like she does

Without them who always crush you madly

Well what have you done

In your cloned living**

Well

Even if it's sad

Then I'll go off hand it over

Well

Here is the way to feel

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladada ooh

It's impossible out there

Well

It's impossible in here

You know

Seeing nothing but halo's

Won't keep you strong

Like the storm

With angels looking for hangman

What they want

She figured out

This dark raving man

Well

Lay on your back

And I go off it's over

Well

Lay on your back and scream

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladadadada

Ladada ooh

Ladada ooh

Ooh ooh...