Magoo
Acid Goldbar
Well he had counselling,from a hot roof showA show of clapping handsI ran a mile today, put your file awayI like solitude, I can rest assuredIt's sweepstake time, (it's all alive)The rumour monger's had his thoughtsGhost written in the dark,denounce all fear to talkThe acid gold bar is the prizeSo come on for the ride,the best ride of your lifeQuestions answers will beginThe ceiling closes inGhost written once again.
From Letras Mania