B-52`s The Trism Lyrics

Trism Lyrics

She has to leave

 She has to go

 The fastest way

 Is by trism

 Steps off the curb

 Stella corona hopes for the best

 To be home by sunset

 Gotta be home by sunset

 

 She asked me to give her a ride

 She said she had to go

 Dropped her off by the trism

 Through the atmosphere by prism

 

 Go trism

 Go trism

 Go trism

 Go trism

 Go trism

 

 Gotta keep, gotta keep movin' on

 Gotta keep movin'

 Gotta keep movin'

 Gotta keep movin'

 Gotta-gotta-keep on

 

 It was a human race to get away

 And then back again

 Like the sun bends light through a prism

 She bends herself through the trism

 

 In the smokey streets of the night

 She pulls the lever and then bright light

 

 Trism

 Trism

 Trism

 Trism

 Trism