I'm just like you You don't need to hide For I am just like you Yes, oh my God! Poltergeist On the count of two, You don't need to hide, my friend For I'm just like you

So precious, is yours, is mine Only one at a time I never wanna waste your time, my life And look at the time, my God My life, my life If she can't dance, then she can't ooh? I'm only comin' out to play Nothin' more that I hate in this life

I am realizing That everybody's lost their simple ways And now that it's here, I see it oh-so clearly I've come face to face with the enemy Oh, the enemy Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbin'-Son-of-a-Bitch You're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'

And I love you Godspeed little man, sweet dreams little man Oh my love will fly to you each night on angel's wings Godspeed, sweet dreams Dragon tales and the water is wide Pirates sail and lost boys fly Fish bite moonbeams every night The rocket racer's

You can't come in You don't live here anymore I need soothing My lips aren't moving My God is brooding I banish you with love Oh, my hopeless wanderer Oh, some creepy conjurer Who touched the rim

Help me find my way, and mama save me Help me find today, mama please come and save me, oh There's nothing more that you can do It's gone beyond what you can't help me through An emptiness has covered me Oh mama come and save me Oh mama what have I gone

Oh God you gotta make it stop My sweet Virginia You used to say I couldn't save you enough So I've been savin' it up, I started savin' it up I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria Use me up, spit me out,

And I love you Godspeed, little man Sweet dreams, little man Oh my love will fly to you each night on angels wings Sweet dreams Dragon tales and the water is wide Pirate's sail and lost boys fly Fish bite moonbeams every night

Well baby, there you stand With your little head, down in your hand Oh, my God, you can't believe it's happening again Your baby's gone, and you're all alone And it looks like the end And you're back out on the street And you're tryin' to remember How do

Oh my god, look at my Roley Too much sauce Look at my squad, like holy moly Look at my squad Nah, come on T, man Not even chatting to these bruddas, man They're boys, man, baby boys Still got Oysters and that Not even oyster perpetuals