Fluffy clouds Jumping rainbows Alcohol on my hands I got plans To ditch myself and get outside Dancing women Throwing plates Decapitating their laughing dates Swirling chickens caught in flight

Waiting for your spaceship to land Singing to her belly just to let you know Somebody loves you, you got a friend Even if you don't know it yet Somebody loves you, we're making plans She been in the lab, cooking you up Damn, you growing fast, it's like

It's deja vu Don't need no plans 'cause I got plans to kill We off that Henny mixed with Chamomile Wish we could jump from where we stand Until we land on another planet And you know just how I feel, feel, feel (Yeayea, uh) This the age we pay for our

Mountains may fall The stars may all disappear Just to hear you say you're mine The only words I need to hear Oh oh, yeah So you say you've got your plans Well life's got its plans too Changes that come and go Come tomorrow, one never knows, oh

Let's get lost tonight Can't get you off my mind I can't seem to get you off my mind Do you got plans tonight? 'Cause I-I-I can't get you off my mind Baby, you and I'm a couple hundred miles from Japan, and I I was thinking I could fly to your hotel

I'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands Everything is going as right as it can They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that Diss me, then crawl back

I got plans tonight And you, you know what I like And you're approaching me right But I gotta make sure it's right for me But you gotta work that thing right for me So take the stage just show me what you got Feeling lucky let me touch your spot Might be

Going down. I'm going down 'Cause you aint around, baby. I'm going down. Time on my hands since you've been away boy I ain't got no plans no, no, no, no. And the sound of the rain, against my windowpain. Is slowly, slowly driving me insane.

Oh, I dinna care, said Sandy If the elders now approve I've a chick where plans are dandy And I'm in a mellow groove Now the bonnie bonnie lassies With the kilties on their chassis Have forgotten all about the highland fling Young and old folks get

I'm a man, man, I ain't runnin? I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand I got plans and a place to be I gotta live to be one hundred and three You could get popped, it's a possibility up in my vicinity Poppin? off with that hostile energy, in a hospital