(Anderson)
I`ve been waiting on the slide
Suggest I open wide
No incentive to hide
Happy coursing through my veins
Don`t even know my name
When I`m up you`re coming down
Inside of me, some sight to see
Some sight to feel our earthy bed
When we`re wrapped in polythene
What`s that supposed to mean
Paper flowers bring me luck
No birds in sight I fear
Stick sticks in you my dear
When I`m up you`re coming downSome say I`m vague
And I`d easily fade
Foolish parade of fantasy
Drink in your eyes
Drink in you sighs
Grass in my thighs my aching legs