See also, Colonel-Claypools-Fearless-Flying-Brigade's Live Frogs: Set 2.


  

See also, If this was a painting, I would buy it..


  

  

  

  

And here's the movie...


  

She's coming over,
we'll go out walking,
Make a call on the way.

She's in the phone booth now,
I'm looking in.
There comes a smile on her face.

There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday.
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday,
yeah.

I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.
I'm too much with myself,
I wanna be someone else.

So we take off out Fiona's door,
Walk until it's light outside,
Like before when we were on the phone.

We have to laugh to look at each other.
We have to laugh 'cause we're not alone.

As the cars fly up King St.
It's enough to startle us,
It's enough to startle us

I love my drug buddy.
My drug, my drug buddy.
I love my drug buddy.
My drug, my drug buddy.

  

I dreamed you, I saw your face
Caught my lifeline when drifting through space
I saw an angel, I saw my fate
I can only thank God it was not too late

Over mountains I floated away
Across an ocean I dreamed her name
I followed an angel down through the gates
I can only thank God it was not too late

Sing a little song of loneliness
Sing one to make me smile
Another round for everyone
I'm here for a little while

Now I'm walking this street on my own
But she's with me everywhere I go
Yeah I found an angel, I found my place
I can only thank God it was not too late
I can only thank God it was not too late
I can only thank God it was not too late

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