Besedila: Guided By Voices. Under The Bushes Under The Stars. Sheetkickers.

Cover your eyes
The light is too bright
Your wise men
They tell you lies

And what's worse they curse
But still I love the bite

But flies are maybe marked men
'Cause they're attracted to the light they realize
The night has come to baptize
And they will finally realize

And what's worse, it hurts
But still they love the bite

And I would like to die with you
I'd like to try but I'm not suicide
And I would like to kill you
But that would suit you fine I realize

And I will not disgrace myself
By chasing you around to pull you back
And I will not give in and hit you when
Before the fight begins and it's okay

I'm over you
I'm over you
I'm over you
I'm over you

Cover your eyes
The light is too bright