My garden's full of green vegetation
And underneath the greenfly I think something's
Growing there.
You were born on another planet
In the words of the book (I think you've read it)
I want some.
And underneath the greenfly I think something's
Growing there.
You were born on another planet
In the words of the book (I think you've read it)
I want some.
Well every time I try to call you on the
telephone
I'm full of sadness when I know
that you're not there
Another star appears high in the heavens
Another star appears high in the heavens
And I JUST DON'T CARE.
Pretty Things: I'm Calling (Link)
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