Get up, get up, it's time it go
Get on a plane in your pajamas
Show up, show up, and talk yourself
Into the line
Shook up, shook up, and all around
Your head, pounding indecision

So take a pound of sedatives
And try to settle down
Prepare for anything, when you arrive
Meeting rebel girl
It's not for everyone
With possibilities
Unapparent to the naked eye

Leen, you're so sweet
You're the sugar in my gastank
Bumped into, fallen for
Made out with, and banned
From the U.K., or Canada
Or Japan, or United Arab Emirates
Come on hellpixie, who's your man?
Spit it out

Just remember, kids
Here at hellpixie
We're in the business of saving lives
Being rebel girl
It's not for everyone
Coded messages
These hieroglyphics are between myself and I

Leen, you're so sweet
You're the sugar in my gastank
Bumped into, fallen for
Made out with, and banned
From the White House, a sushi bar
Or the moon, or the dark side of Connecticut
Come on hellpixie, let's go home
Where is that?

Chin up, chin up, it's time
To get back on the plane to Arizona
An awful long way to cry
Pick up, pick up, your pretty heart
Vicky, leaving rebel girl
It's not for everyone, roger that, goodbye

You're so sweet
You're the sugar in my gastank
Bumped into, fallen for
Made out with, and banned
From high school, a package store
Or a club, or some random-ass community
Come on hellpixie, who do you love?
Cough it up


Lyrics submitted by Eamon

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