Take a picture of your face,
Follow every trace
Of joy.
We are our toys.
Time has never been so close,
I’ll pick the liquid rose
In bloom,
In heaven soon.
‘cause Deirdre loves to rock
And Deirdre loves to suck
So we will make a good team.
Dreams that dream to be fulfilled
Running down the hill
In fall
And kick the balls
Move your muscles to the beat
Forever looking sweet
And sway
On every day.
‘cause Deirdre loves to rock
And Deirdre loves to suck
So we will make a good team.