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