Make Mine Marvel - The Dead Science

Body will not tire nor skin crack

Unslowable limbs singing

Go up on toes under streetlamps

Keep their heads ringing

Our golden arms stretched out to the sky

Do what you want to do all of the time

Shining like gold in the darkest drunk night

The present, forever, until we

Dusted with the pollen of «Triumph»

We bomb atomically

Flex the white gold tarantula

Can you feel it now tell me?

Our golden arms stretched out to the sky

Do what you want to do all of the time

Shining like gold in the darkest drunk night

The present, forever, until we

It’s not too much for me to jam

As the crow flies-straight through the heart of it

Apollo showtime-now starting it

Come morning recall not a part of it

Dig my fingers straight to the heart of it

Our golden arms stretched out to the sky

Do what you want to do all of the time

Shining like gold in the darkest drunk night

The present, forever, until we (die)