now where's my glove to keep the germs at bay
deep breathe your life away
won't clutch at straws again - whiter than white in the home!
one midas touch and zeros grow
guilt edge and two points down
in touch but out of mind in pleasure dome
through hungry years and scraping skies
you lit the silver hughes!
won't clutch at straws again - whiter than white in the home!
won't clutch at straws again - whiter than white in the home!