Max Webster Coming Off The Moon
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) coming off the moon / with my lady luck in haste gave me shots of sorrow / shaved in photogenic lace tying off her arm / my lady luck did answer-- turn up the sky father music / everything below you is cancer talking as she walks / so nervous and so shy she reads the look a second time / because of people's eyes... C--i love i love i love i love Khalidia eye love eye love eye love eye love Khalidia shooting up a thought / higher than the sky she turns around / and looks at all the people's eyes...C licking off the spoon / my lady luck with cheers gave wedding bells to martyrs / who burned her grace to tears
