My girl, you’re so hot when you walk you melt snow And now the disco has finally grown old Let’s buy back our souls
So let’s see, we’ve got five bucks between you and me My mental dishes are finally clean So cleared are we
Cut the curtains, the actors have gone home Intermission’s a mission on it’s own
Now here, seems our wax wings have melted away And we’ve only been here for one day My faith fades away
So don’t be, a gray cloud when there’s none in the sky We found there’s no hidden treasure to find At least we tried
Cut the curtains, the actors have gone home Intermission’s a mission on it’s own Cut the curtains, the actors have gone home Grab your suitcase, we don’t have time to fold
There is no doubt, you throw your inbox out
Cut the curtains, the actors have gone home Intermission’s a mission on it’s own Cut the curtains, the actors have gone home Grab your suitcase, we don’t have time to fold