pliocene

here come go rummaging

oh where has your poor stomach been?

gone like the pliocene

so temporary

got lost in between

here we go again here we go again

here we go again here we go again

hit the lights and leave the lid on 'till it's over

here we go again here we go again

here we go again here we go again

hit the lights and leave the lid on 'till it's over

i danced a sarabande

a waltz and a jig with the sea

we danced with our heads hung

we couldn't wake up from our dream

here we go again here we go again

here we go again here we go again

hit the lights and leave the lid on 'till it's over

here we go again here we go again

here we go again here we go again

hit the lights and leave the lid on 'till it's over

built like a butterfly

so fluttery

on what will we wean

there goes that myth again

that all of this is but a machine

here we go again here we go again

here we go again here we go again

hit the lights and leave the lid on 'till it's over

here we go again here we go again

here we go again here we go again

hit the lights and leave the lid on 'till it's over