Dragging on a high-speed chase
Burning it up on a pledge for doom
Seven on a lonely thread
Pulling them in when you need attention
I'm struck by a simple idea
I'm struck when the horse is dead
Mount the pony instead

Dragging on a high-speed chase
Burning it up on a worldwide tour
Seven on a holy thread
Pulling them in when you need distraction
I'm sick from a little headache
And Tarshie said, "Go to bed"

[Chorus]
I'm spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake

Dragging on a high-speed chase
Burning it up with the troublemaker
Seven on a lonely thread
Tell her that I am sorry but the thread just broke, dear
I'm feeling out of control
And everything's moving too slow
Jonny said he didn't know

And she likes rust and bikes and dogs and spots and buttons and scarves
Firing fire and hell out of a short-circuit mouth

[Chorus]
I'm spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake

[Chorus]
I'm spinning the joy you should choose to contain, dear
I'm spinning the joy you should wish to entice, dear
I think the only mistake is that you wish that I was dead, dear
I think the only mistake

© 2004 Lucid 3
Written by Victoria Girling-Butcher