Daisies on my side of the rainbow
i can barely stand without having another drink
we danced languidly until the moon fell down
along with all the stars in this astroplane catastrophe
theres talk of a deficit and the crimes we've committed
all was said in the same breath as we saw inside each others reflection
we shot golden rods at each other with our lightning bolt intensity
and then had the nerve to be cool about it later
yes it is true there is no truce on the edge of a barrel
i hold my gun close and ready to shoot at a moments notice
i shoot at the stars sometimes at night when they're bright
too bright for my liking, i take them out whenever your not looking