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I'm floating over strange land It's a soulless, sequined, showbiz moon I'm floating over strange land And then stranger still, there's no balloon But

Here comes President Kill again Surrounded by all of his killing men Telling us who, why, where and when President Kill wants killing again Hooray, ring

I?m 12 o?clock, all daylight hours I?ll warm your bed, I?ll grow your flowers Like I?m a miniature sun This ball ignited when she told me I was her only

Anytime you rise, I?m here and I?m crazy for you pink thing You make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry When I stroke your head I feel a hundred

Hope you enjoyed your flight In one of our new straw aeroplanes You'll find things here are just like What you're used to There's lots of waste and razor

Never been near a university Never took a paper or a learned degree And some of your friends think that's stupid of me But it's nothing that I care about

All around the world, every boy and every girl Need the loving The humble and the great, even those we think we hate Need the loving Soldiers of the

: Another year's gone by, the world's grown older, sometimes I heave a sigh, people grow colder. Every day I do my best to show, I can make it in this

: I'm floating over strange land, it's a soulless, sequined, showbiz moon. I'm floating over strange land, and then stranger still, there's no balloon