Well, my dream girl from Manarus,

Said her name was pain;

Her body was a cloud,

And her best friend was her vein.

We're leanin' on a wall,

Slidin' into night;

Ready for a fall to paradise;

I gave her radical sleep,

A rocket to ride;

She was back at misty dawn,

She was back....

Well, my China country girl,

Was feigning phoney sleep;

Repulsing eyes that look of all evil,

Ran so deep.

Well now leaning on a wall,

Sliding into night,

Ready for a fall to Paradise;

I gave her radical sleep,

A rocket to ride,

She was back at misty dawn;

She was back at misty dawn.

Well, now my pale blue girl;

From Bankok, ahhh;

Turned blue in the moonlight;

Face full of chills,

From eternity's lovelight.



We're leaning on a wall,

Sliding into night,

Ready for a fall to Paradise;

I gave her radical sleep,

A rocket to ride,

I gave her radical sleep,

A rocket to ride,

I gave her radical sleep,

A rocket to ride,

She was back at misty dawn;

She was back

She was back at misty dawn.

1984 Copyright Relix Records