Southpaw taylor; sewing light
Light you swallow so it shines
From your ears horns of yellow, glow of white
We are the stress-keepers
We are the punchingtons
Ready the mercurial flow
Glow!

My silly girl, I stayed too long
I said "Come here my darling, it all belongs to you."
Queen of mirth, you played your part
You wanna be the storm, then be the storm

Tragic rover, space time clover. I got secret power in tow
Silver miner, ashtray writer; give them strife and let them settle
We are the Gate-keepers
We are the Kickingtons
We got our own style
Glow!

My silly girl I stayed too long
I said "Come here my darling, it all belongs to you."
My queen of mirth, I strayed too far
You wanna be the storm, then be the storm

My silly girl I stayed too long
I said "Come here my darling, it all belongs to you."
You little blue thunder, I strayed too far
You wanna be the storm, then be the storm
Throw it away like anything that you don't need
(It's far away)