What a night to stay awake!
I was handed over the counter,
perscriptions and causes.
All of which possible,
hardly probable.
What a wild world,
I read your song.
You wanted chords
and us,
all together.
Do you know where you're going?
Or us?
We've got business to attend to.
We wouldn't mind your coming along,
provided you carry your own luggage.
Our flight with Conrad,
so we can stand between the Earth and the sky.
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