You're a clever little man full of fantasy
Once a wild one had to be tied up, he said
You're as fierce as a lion, as distant as a star
Weeping and laughing, cradled by the scattered cigarettes
Tied up he said
If anyone asks you
You already have your wings
If anyone should ask you
You're living in a fantasy
You never understood what you could be
You're living in a wasteland
You never could understand what you could see
Don't break my world
Don't break it
Don't shake the world
Don't break it
I'm not a candle
Ain't just a scattered cigarette
I'm not a candle
I climb up on the roof
I climb up onto the roof
I climb up onto the roof and dance with you
You're living in a fantasy
You never understood what you could see
You're living in a fantasy
You never understood what you could be
Don't break your world
Don't break it
Don't break the world
Don't break it
Don't break the world
Here in the land of the white hot sand the devils bloom in the baboons hand
Here in the land of the lamb that slashed, deep in the valley where the mamba lashed
Here is the land of the white hot sand the devils bloom in the baboons hand
Here in the land where the lightning flashed, deep in the valley where the mamba lashed
Don't break the world
Don't break it