Zack Mexico - Reed Frost Lyrics
Running in placeFor the thrill of the chaseOh, not knowing, not knowingI was in, I was in pasteI Reed Frost from outer-spaceI can't tellI can't tellBut feel of faithOut of my headAnd out of my brainEggs flapper wheat spiceRaisins made of sugar and yeastI Reed Frost from outer-spaceI can't tellI can't tellBut feel of faithRunning in placeFor the thrill of the chaseOh not knowing, not knowingI was in, I was in pasteI Reed Frost from outer-spaceI can't tellI can't tellBut feel of faithOut of my bedAnd out of my breadEggs flapper wheat spiceRaisins made of sugar and yeastI Reed Frost from outer-spaceI can't tellI can't tellBut feel of faith