It's gonna take an airplane
To get me off the ground
I don't blame anyone who isn't sticking around,
Cause when you stick around (when you stick around!)
People like to put things in the ground
Now, in my
Evil empire I
Am going to be a star in the night sky
Above "So you think this is love?"
Yes, I guess so,
At least something to make it from
Dressed like a dream dreamt by Lola magazine,
Baby you were born to be seen
And art's just the start!
Now step inside the Widowmaker
And listen to your heart!
Always 'the play', never 'the thing'
(Submarines don't mind spending their time in the ocean)
(Repeat first verse)