American spirit rising up now
While the snow is falling down, Down, down, down
I wash my hands in cold hot water
Thinking the girl will get hotter and hotter and hotter
Sunny girl, don't be gone in the morning
It all melts away
Into the bottom of a blueberry hill
Swaying like your mother down on capital hill
I know you think something will go wrong
The smell of frankincense and murder
Is dodging all it's worth, but I'm effervescent
You lie there waiting for my ghost to absorb you
And kiss your mouth, oh yes we're coming to get you!
Sunny girl, don't be gone in the morning
It all melts away
Into the bottom of a blueberry hill
Swaying like your mother down on capital hill
I know you think something will go wrong
And, see, this ain't your future or a cheap night thrill
It's kind of like blessing that old man on the hill
But you still want something to go wrong
Our footprints are elusive
We can just float over town
Our madness turns to sadness
And leaves you hanging upside down
Sunny girl, don't be gone in the morning
It all melts away
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