If we followed your warning signs

Children would swim alphabetically

Mountaintops would all fall in line

Single-file by height

If this was the only way, daydreaming would stop at 5 o'clock

And the corner(?) flashes off from left to right



Lies, lies

You don't always get your way



Saturday, slow to wake, Bugs Bunny love

Thought those people would never go home, guess it's the price we pay

If everyday were Saturday

Oh, most people couldn't even go it alone



Lies, lies

We don't always get our ways



Oh, and it's time, time to sleep

Nightdreaming starts with hands held high

Maybe then we'll finally turn it on

Like a brand new (?????)



Lies, lies

We don't always get our ways

Turn it on

Turn it on

Gentle

Fragile