We starve, look
At one another, short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions
Of lonely tunes
Somewhere,
Inside something there is a rush
Of Greatness, who knows what stands in front
Of Our lives, I fashion my future
On films in space
Silence tells me secretly
Everything Everything
Manchester, England, England
Manchester, England, England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius, genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God
Believes in Claude
That's me, that's me, that's me
We starve, look at
One another, short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Singing
Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Except for Timothy Leary, dearie
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in The sunshine in
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in The sunshine in
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in The sunshine in
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in The sunshine in
Let the sunshine,
Let the sunshine in The sunshine in