Give me soap to shave around Give me soap to shave around With my guts exposed and slippy
Don't let them rush me Don't hesitate Don't let them take me away There's nothing wrong There's a malady in everyone That keeps me away from the light
Shine, I give my first story As I live the idle life The leaping color keeps your heart alive A creeping glow beside you lava like Shine you make your own glory Come on take the idle life A foreign guy I'm God's own prototype A blushing bride who loves an idle life
Always above me I light the day Here rise the sun I embrace There's nothing wrong There's an apogee in everyone That keeps you awake and alive
Shine, I gave my own story Now I live the idle life I know my foes may get me overnight I'm safe and dry I'm God's own prototype Shine, you crown your own glory Come on take the idle life Creeping color fills your heart tonight We see no others in our idle lives
Compositores: Brian James Futter (Catherine Wheel), Robert Peter Dickinson (Rob Dickinson) ECAD: Obra #29227492