Alpha - Portable Living Room Lyrics
Oh said you'd ruleDoes he say when he's got to be something in your flameDoes love go with you and your flying sceneOh don't go will youI suddenly flyUnder the room where the love goes bySaid you'd ruleDo eyes go black and suit youDo others run when you becomeA portable living roomOh don't go will youI suddenly flyUnder the room where the love goes byHeal on high,My sigh,Heal on highYou flee your home you're one hundred and threeBless this world bless man for meYou've finally gone touched your homeWhen your love is mineWhen your love is mineOn summers sometimesYou just hate your hellBut i don't know what's worth your loveOnly on timesTake me to the movies oh nothing groovy onThere is a room