Risingson
3D:I've seen you go down to a cold mirrorIt was never clearer in my era, soYou lick a shine upon your forehead orCheck it by the signs in the corridorYou light my ways through the club mazeWe would struggle through the dub dazeI sink myself in hair upon my loverIt's how you go down to the men's room sinkSad we talk if how madmen thinkI sink myself in hair upon my loverI don't know her from another missI don't know you from anotherSee me run now you're gone...Dream on
Daddy G:Why you want to take me to this party and breatheI'm dying for leaveEvery time we grind you know we sever linesWhere have all those flowers goneLong time passingWhy you keep me testing, keep me tasking?You keep on asking
3D:Toy-like people make me boy-likeToy-like people make me boy-likeThey're invisible, when the trip it flipsThey get physical, way below my lipsAnd everything you got (is) hoi-poloi likeNow you're lost and you're lethalAnd now's about atomic you gotta leave allThese good people...Dream on
Nicer than the bird up in the tree topCheaper than the chip inside my laptopAll the variations you could do with meNicer than the girl up in your mind you're free
Daddy G:Automatic crystal remote control,We come to move your soul
3D:You kinda fade into the backgroundLike a better smoke'll bring you back roundLike a man slide inside you, my dear,Your cheap beer's filled with crocodile tearsSee 'em run now you're gone...Dream on
Toy-like people make me boy-likeToy-like people make me boy-like
I found to do somethingI found to do something
Dream onDream onDream on