The lovely geometry of Jerusalem sage and my addiction to Chris Bailey’s singing…
Bliss is in me 😻
[Verse 1]
I used to send you postcards from the subway after hours
I quit my job there, now I play for flowers
I’ve grown right out of that
And now there’s no turnin’ back
[Verse 2]
I sold myself to a gentleman of letters
He lets me out once a month to say my prayers
I file my teeth for flash
And I sell myself for cash
[Chorus]
I want those big hits, on the underground
I wanna shake to the psycho sound, of
Big hits on the underground
Everybody needs them
[Verse 3]
My mind is clean but my outlook is dirty
I tell myself, only do it because I’m pretty
I’m talking, ’bout making the grade
Now my soul is saved
[Chorus]
I want those big hits, on the underground
I wanna shake to the psycho sounds, of
Big hits on the underground
Everybody needs them
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 4]
I used to send you postcards from the subway after hours
I quit my job there, now I play for flowers
I’ve grown right out of that
And now there’s no turnin’ back
[Chorus]
I want those big hits, on the underground
I wanna shake to the psycho sounds, of
Big hits on the underground
Everybody needs them
