Listen close, and don't be stoned I'll be here in the morning 'Cause I'm just floating
Your cigarette still burns Your messed-up world will thrill me Alison, I'm lost
Alison, I said we're sinking There's nothing here but that's okay Outside your room, your only sister's spinning But she lies, tells me she's just fine I guess she's out there somewhere
And the sailors they strike poses TV covered walls, and so slowly With your talking and your pills Your messed-up life still thrills me Alison, I'm lost
Alison, I'll drink your wine I wear your clothes, when we're both high Alison, I said we're sinking But you laugh and tells me it's just fine I guess she's out there somewhere