Swooner

Miss mythical
She’s like the Wailing Wall
I pass, pass her notes
And she goes, «Oh honey, it’s alright»
When the arrows volley down, will you stay with me?
Build a fire out of pages of magazines
Someone like you don’t come around every dynasty
A swooner, that’s what you are
Top of her class
Top of her field of futurists
All the head-hunters got her name on their lips
Yeah she’s the spine to our body of friends
That incandescent girl of Incan descent
When the arrows volley down, will you stay with me?
Build a fire out of pages of magazines
Someone like you don’t come around every dynasty
A swooner, that’s what you are
Feel my temperature rising
Like a comet colliding
Feel my temperature rising
Feel my temperature, feel my temperature
When the arrows volley down, will you stay with me?
Build a fire out of pages of magazines
Someone like you don’t come around every dynasty
A swooner, that’s what you are