| Swing |
|---|
| I wish that you and me would be |
| Inside of a rubber dream |
| I wish we’d walk and I wish we’d swing |
| Down to the sunshine thing |
| I got you and I want my head |
| I look like I come in death |
| I don’t doubt your word |
| I don’t doubt your word |
| And it had to |
| Be inside my |
| Rubber holy |
| Dream, it means |
| It’s good |
| And it seems |
| That I should go on |
| Back to where I’ve |
| Been it seems |
| I’ve gone |
| I wish I’d seen it all |
| Inside my covered hole |
| I think I seen my head |
| I think I seen my head |
| I wish I’d seen the time |
| I wish I could walk in time |
| I’m making sense in my own way |
| And I dragged you all the way |
