Shoot me
In syncopation
Her new creation stuns me
But they’re so wrong
So wrong
They’re heeps of gold to me
Her homework
Talks to strangers
The strangest rangers rule you
But in my mind
Your kind
Has always stood a chance
Laïka
The pioneers
Have sown the seeds in my mind
If you’re sputnik
I’m X-wing
And the tale is yours to tell
Kickstart
Sour apple
Penetrate and rock me
Put the coin in
Pull down
And summer beats the sky