Bluebell (Live)

Flies through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them 'trapeze'
I know you're right, everything you do is right
Everything i do is true.

Bluebell
To hell

Lo and behold a girl with a goal
Looks so old she's made out of gold
I know you're right, everything you do is right
Everything i do is true.

I, i live in the densest corner
Of the deepest mind
Of the fuck-most room
And sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings"
(I know real love)
You know who you are
You're dead meat, motherfucker
You don't try to rape a goddess

Flys through the air with the greatest disease
Takes little pills and calls them 'trapeze'
I know you're right, everything you do is right
Everything I do is true

Bluebell
To hell

You are so obvious