Of all the things a popular song can bring A permanent picture of hope is what I hate the most But now I'm happy when I'm told to discover There is no other
Just this is beautiful This is beautiful It's oh so fanciful Empty head feels good Empty head feels good, yeah
Just don't be too surprised if this permanent paradise Explodes some day in a permanent picture of pain Empty head feels good Empty head feels good Empty head feels good, yeah
But a permanent picture of love...(no there's a thing) You feel you sing for something real I can tell you it's no deal so don't bother
Whenever the fools surround me It's never enough to tell me This is beautiful This is beautiful It's oh so fanciful Empty head feels good Empty head feels good Empty head feels good, yeah