| The bicycles inside your skull | |
| Send you away and off you go | |
| Into the streets where all the pretty girls collect their thoughts for you | |
| and pin them up to clouds and treees | |
| and aggravate your paranoid | |
| and shivering fears and rolling aches | |
| Can you not see a star out there? | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and free | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free | |
| The lizard skins around yourself | |
| Drop off and let the others through | |
| In reds and whites and blacks and blues | |
| Each facet shines or breaks anew | |
| And in a big tall building she lets out her hair into the street | |
| Where cars and trucks career through it | |
| Until the ends get wrecked and split | |
| Where all the doors are bright and free | |
| Where all the doors are bright and elegant and free | |
| The sun revolves around the sun | |
| And then around a bright black moon | |
| And in a café by the sea you stir your tea and suck your spoon | |
| And when your breakfast comes you're miles away | |
| And all your eggs get cold | |
| You're where the light is blinding bright | |
| And all the windows tilt to you | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and free... |
| The bicycles inside your skull | |
| Send you away and off you go | |
| Into the streets where all the pretty girls collect their thoughts for you | |
| and pin them up to clouds and treees | |
| and aggravate your paranoid | |
| and shivering fears and rolling aches | |
| Can you not see a star out there? | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and free | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free | |
| The lizard skins around yourself | |
| Drop off and let the others through | |
| In reds and whites and blacks and blues | |
| Each facet shines or breaks anew | |
| And in a big tall building she lets out her hair into the street | |
| Where cars and trucks career through it | |
| Until the ends get wrecked and split | |
| Where all the doors are bright and free | |
| Where all the doors are bright and elegant and free | |
| The sun revolves around the sun | |
| And then around a bright black moon | |
| And in a cafe by the sea you stir your tea and suck your spoon | |
| And when your breakfast comes you' re miles away | |
| And all your eggs get cold | |
| You' re where the light is blinding bright | |
| And all the windows tilt to you | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and free... |
| The bicycles inside your skull | |
| Send you away and off you go | |
| Into the streets where all the pretty girls collect their thoughts for you | |
| and pin them up to clouds and treees | |
| and aggravate your paranoid | |
| and shivering fears and rolling aches | |
| Can you not see a star out there? | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and free | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and elegant and free | |
| The lizard skins around yourself | |
| Drop off and let the others through | |
| In reds and whites and blacks and blues | |
| Each facet shines or breaks anew | |
| And in a big tall building she lets out her hair into the street | |
| Where cars and trucks career through it | |
| Until the ends get wrecked and split | |
| Where all the doors are bright and free | |
| Where all the doors are bright and elegant and free | |
| The sun revolves around the sun | |
| And then around a bright black moon | |
| And in a café by the sea you stir your tea and suck your spoon | |
| And when your breakfast comes you' re miles away | |
| And all your eggs get cold | |
| You' re where the light is blinding bright | |
| And all the windows tilt to you | |
| Where all the bricks are bright and free... |
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