The table is covered in paper, paper
The dresses are made out of paper, paper
The moonlight, it looks like the paper in front
Of your face
Preparing to ride into outer space
I’m signin’ up for an operation
Because it’s somethin’ I need, I need, you see
-
You see the toll of the radiation
And if you cut me I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed, I’ll
Bleed
The scalpel is sharpened and silver, silver
The capsule is soldered and silver, silver
My body is solid and silver like Hollywood
Stars -
We’ll look for them once we arrive on Mars
I’m signin’ up for an operation
Because it’s somethin’ I need, I need, you see
-
You see the toll of the radiation
And if you cut me I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed, I’ll
Bleed
I’m signin’ up for an operation
Because it’s somethin’ I need, I need, you see
-
You see the toll of the radiation
And if you cut me I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed, I’ll
Bleed
We have found
Every sound
Floating up
Off the ground
I’m signin’ up for an operation
Because it’s somethin’ I need, I need, you see
-
You see the toll of the amputation
Cuz when you cut me, I bleed, I bleed, I bleed
Didn’t agree to this operation
It isn’t somethin’ I need, I need, you see -
But we’re a part of the newer nation
And you can cut me for free, for free, for free
