Planet Funk

You take from me
It’s the only thing you know
The more you take from me
Is the more my feelings grow
Static, static, static, static
What wonderful toys
You have in your garden
The girls and the boys
They look but can’t touch
The big shiny machines
You buy with your money
They sit in the cupboard
And have scary dreams
And have scary dreams
In the House of digital angels
(And have scary dreams)
With eyes as black as coal
(And have scary dreams)
Stained glass windows surround us
The windows to our soul
Soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
You take from me
It’s the only thing you know
The more you take from me
Is the more my feelings grow
Static
You take from me
It’s the only thing you know, you know
The more you take from me
Is the more my feelings grow
Static
Static
It grows static
Static
It’s like static
Static
It’s like static
Static
It grows static