Alison

Pleased to meet all your friends, Alison
They’re the ones who won’t, for a time, leave my head
Please can I taste all your girls, Alison?
They’re the thoughts that loom over my bed
Seems to me what they’ve been doing is right
I have to admit I’m a bit unfit, Alison
Oh every inch content in leading the way
«Take our hands: don’t feel shy, modest son»
Such an honor knowing I’m worth the weight
The risk seemed fierce & uncommonly wrong
With masses singing the same old song
We’ve risen with a hardy force
Pulling me down just to stay on course
Hey, I’m okay, ‘cause I know you’re too
I’m pretty damn great from you pulling' it through
So god damn straight… we’re baring just fine
Seems to me what’ve been doing is right
We’ve risen with a hardy force
Pulling me down just to stay on course
Hey, I’m okay, ‘cause I know you’re too
I’m pretty damn great from you pulling' it through
Girls, stand in line… I’m so… (fuck!)