Going Down Lyrics

Dawn sings in the garden Phone sings in the hall This boy's dead from two day's life Resurrected by the call
Penny here, we've got to come So come on round to me There's so much penny lying here To touch, taste and tease
Ring a ding ding ding I'm going down I'm coming round
Penny's place her crummy room Her dance set crackles to Jimi's tune I don't care I taste amber solaire Her neck her thighs her lips her hair
Ring a ding ding ding I'm going down I'm coming round
All thoughts of sleep desert me There is no time, there is no time Thirty minutes brings me round To her number nine
Yeah, she looks like a painting Jackson Pollock's number five Come into the forest and taste the trees The sun starts shining and I'm hard to please
Ring a ding ding ding I'm going down I'm coming round
All thoughts of sleep desert me There is no time, there is no time Thirty minutes brings me round To her number nine
To look down on the clouds You don't need to fly I've never flown in a plane I'll live until I die