Oh, take me to the moon
It's safe and I want to lie down
Oh, take me to your heart
There must be a soft spot somewhere

I'd like some of this
I've been waiting so long
Waiting for the Crucial Three
Wondering what went wrong

I stormed out of the culture bunker
Finger on the pin, do you like my grin, huh?
Black underneath with a burning seat for you
Oh, I feel cold when it turns to gold
I feel cold when it turns to gold for you

Early mornings in my town
You hear the doodlebugs roar
They all make a noise
But finally they crash to the ground

Oh so many times,
Silly things, why don't they learn?
Don't expect us to tell you
It's fun to see you burn

I stormed out of the culture bunker
Finger on the pin, do you like my grin, huh?
Black underneath with a burning seat for you
Oh, I feel cold when it turns to gold
I feel cold 'cos you're so far away

I stormed out of the culture bunker
Finger on the pin, do you like my grin, huh?
Black underneath with a burning seat for you
I feel cold when it turns to gold for you
For you



Lyrics submitted by Helsmith

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