Make Music Great Again

Make this song great again

It’s probably a good thing

It’s probably a good thing

That I can’t think…

Where did it go wrong?

I don’t belong

Here

Near is somewhere

In between

Blink the Cyclops

Big lollipop

My stick

Not quick

Except for take off

Hide inside the bush

I’ll ride the tush

I wanna breathe her

Underneath her

She’s on top

And I can’t stop

Loves me gently kind

I ate she dined

Then wined

The grape

Now sour

I did devour

Divinity

Times infinity

Where did it go wrong?

I don’t belong here

Can I fit in somewhere?

The people are not kind

They left behind their manners

Bad press

Makes me depressed

Against the plane

Departure

She’s smarter

Forgot my name

Took all the blame

She lit the flame

Eternal love

The Bangles

‘Round her wrist

I’ll be her fist for hire

I’ll plant the wire

To prove my worth

I’ll search the earth

To find love

Your hand /  my glove

Fits nice

You’re sugar and spice

I be the base

Body disgrace

Based on fact

You can see the track-record

45 revolutions per minute

Just short of an hour

Can is say now

Salt peanut

Salt peanut

Iodine in the cut

Heal the wound

Uri Geller bent the spoon

I’ll use my mind

Make you one of my kind

Let’s go girl

Take the world

We could be the best

Forget the rest

Just me

Eventually

We make it

Take the lead and break it

The chemicals changed your mind

The rind outside

The flesh it hides

Like the skin

Babe when we begin

the process

to deliver

intact the fact

I love you

Right from first sight

You’re a delight

And a pleasure

Found my babe the treasure

Gold shines from her chest

Didn’t see all the rest

In her shadow