I could kiss the she-fire
Just like a holy, holy fool
I could never think too much
Just like that holy, holy fool

I could see a bright, bright future
In the bottom of this coffee cup
I could spring up and down, up and down
Just like a jet boy out of school

Holy fool
Holy fool

I could pick up the pieces
And try to play by the rules
I could dig down deeper and deeper
Like a holy, holy fool

I could think there's no judgment
No control, no control, no
I could think the best time's ahead now
Like a holy, holy fool

Holy fool
Holy fool
Breathe the air
Breathe the air
Breathe the air
Breathe the air

Take me there
Breathe the air
Take me there
Breathe the air
Take me there
Breathe the air
Take me there
Breathe the air

Holy fool
Holy fool
Holy fool
Holy fool
Holy fool