Thunder, please explain (please explain)why you ask me how I am, Im fine Iwonder is it sane (is it sane)to pierce purple eyeballs made of china{Canon}I love you like a son, like a game I have wonlike a toothbrush I used for the Eiffel Towermy youth, it is gone, its a boot stuck in the groundis there truth to be found in an iron flowerMmmm... I will try hard to be a spark of powermmmm... I will, Ill never be your iron flowerStone please explain (please explain)why your silence makes more noise then thunderbones, is it sane (is it sane)to obey me and the flesh youre under{Canon}Your words are soon gone and it hurts, I have nonetake a jump from your pretty linguistic towerthe goal of speech, so obnoxious to reachonly one thing to do, melt your iron flowerMmmm... I will try hard to be a spark of powermmmm... I will, Ill never be your iron flower
