Bubblehead lyrics

Artist  : Uncle Ho 
Song : Bubblehead



 Send "Bubblehead" Ringtone to your Cell 

 In here you are a pale shade of
cream,

Weightless, attractive, a disposable
dream.

Yeah, reality is an empty
space.

You can make things happen, you can
sit and waste.



Space, fill it with holes
and things.

For all I care, you can pull all
the strings.

Come now and see the sheen of
what

We take in, fake up, throw out,
up.



Blood, electric with joy,

The
urge to cradle and the urge to destroy:

Take
it out on me, out of me, out of sight,

It's
all right if you do not want to make it all
right.



HERE IT COMES, I CAN TAKE
IT.

HERE IT COMES, RIDE THE WAVE.

HEY,
BUBBLEHEAD, YOU'D BE SURPRISED AT WHAT YOU CAN
TAKE.



Whatever moves forward will also
move back.

If you don't expect anything, then
that's what you get.

I see you in silhouette
against electric light.

Warm human magic, you
are alive, alight.



For the zoom that is
in it we like to hear sung

The language of
bubbles that is spoken there;

Come clean. You
wear me out.

The lustre of whatever jets out
of your mouth.



HERE IT COMES, I CAN TAKE
IT.

HERE IT COMES, RIDE THE WAVE.

HEY,
BUBBLEHEAD, YOU'D BE SURPRISED AT WHAT YOU CAN
TAKE.