Theres a zillion eyes But this is one of you Charming butterflies Catching clouds thats still mean Anyone i can speak Just winded up your doll 'cos you're the son of invention Til the music stops..
(til the music stops)
I dont know why i drive I can see how long i can stumble Through stairways down your spine, i I try to see through a zillion eyes Anyways i feel cheap Just wind them up you doll Dont be something that matters Just winded up and show you how Youre the son of invention Til the music stops..