I wanna be your brand new best friend right out of the box
I wanna be your comrade in arms...
I wanna bust those ghosts under your bed in this Tokyo hotel
I wanna keep you safe from self-harm...

Bill Murray...I wanna be your...

I wanna make you laugh your pretty little head right off! (Ha! Ha! Ha!)
Afterward I can help you screw it back on...
I wanna permeate your perfect porcelain-doll-skin
Penetrate your defense mechanisms...

Bill Murray...I wanna be your...
Bill Murray....

Every time I hold you I'm the boy with the bomb...
Because you're real, and you're alive, and you're the only one I love

I want someone who gets me...someone who understands
That every day is the same thing...and becoming...more and more bland
I just don't trust people anymore...
When they're way too happy...for their own good

Bill Murray...I wanna be your...
Bill Murray....

Every time I hold you I'm the boy with the bomb...
Because you're real, and you're alive, and you're the only one I love

Because you're real, and you're alive, and you're the only one I love
Because you're real, and you're alive...
Because you're real, and you're alive, and you're the only one I love
Because you're real, and you're alive...

And I'm not!


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