Lyrics:

It's too cool to get something done
Too many things move fast,I can't quite get a grip at last
And all the stars don't shine and all the stars don't shine
And all the walls fall down and all the fish get drowned

Here it comes, can't you hear the sound of it
Just like a big brass drum and some cunts always scratching it
Just like a voice is pain, just like the taste is pain
I wish that I could fly, you have to learn to fly

She's singing to herself as she's singing in herself
And she walk right up to you, as she walk all over you
Don't turn off, I don't expect, I just accept
I'm happy in my box, you got to see the box upstairs
And the sun don't shine, and all the stars don't shine
And all the walls fall down, and all the fish get drowned
She's singing to herself as she's singing in herself
And she walk right up to you, as she walk all over you