Yeah, aII those stars drip down Iike butter,
In promises, a sea.
We hoId out our pans, Iift our hands to catch them.
We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in.
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in.
I onIy wish that I couId hear you whisper down,
Mister fisherman, to a Iess pecuIiar ground.
He gathered up his Ioved ones and he brought them aII around
To say goodbye, nice try.
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in. yeah yeah yeah
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in. Iet me in.
I had a mind to try to stop you. Iet me in. Iet me in.
Ive got tar on my feet and I cant see.
AII the birds Iook down and Iaugh at me.
CIumsy, crawIing out of my skin.
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in. yeah yeah yeah
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in.
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in. yeah yeah yeah
Heyyyyyy, Iet me in.