[maguire]

the window washers here
for an unmakeable BLAH
for lonely lust
the past is no place too
rest too weary im seven sevenths of a size
your face a campain that relefected sky
your died to your fans one window at a time thats right
the window washers high
for an untalkable sky
for all that lived in side
the plast is no place to
try but ive got my mind on this its moving at full stride
this singing in my voice pre occupied
and with nothing to say im singing bright, thats right
I am here, it's only me
i bring no body yet
its just me, ill just be a sec
im a cleaner im no threat
no threat, no threat
im no leader im no threat
Who sings lonely everyone sings lonely
it doesnt sound so bad
who is free everybodys free
come the time of being sad so sad
how will i know how will i know
to help them more so how will she know if im helping
if not in the sad about nothing thats right
im a here, its only me
i bring no body yeah,
its just me hair and spider wild, im a listener im no threat
no threat no threat no threat no threat no threat
i am the beatles strength?