Cramps (The)

Beautiful Gardens
Oh my ! Oh dear ! Why the world's come over me ?I'm seeing things that I should never seeSpiders in my eyelids and ghosts in the cheeseWhy the world's come over me ?I've lost touch with reality, reality, reality, reality, realityOh my ! Oh dear !Guess what ! The angry seaVampire (?) are after meI'm coming down here with human needsI'm coming away from reality, reality, reality, reality, realityHere wind whistle through my luggage(?) spark my pretty tenRide a boy to outer spaceOh my eyeballs ride out off my faceA world of (?) get lover ash trainsBeautiful gardens they're all kind for gamesOh my (?) back on meNow I can't get back toReality, reality, reality, reality, realityYou know something, music (?) musical From Letras Mania