Uncle Ho Bubblehead Lyrics

Bubblehead Lyrics

In here you are a pale shade of cream,

Weightless, attractive, a disposable
dream.

Yeah, reality is an empty space.

You can make things happen, you
can sit and waste.



Space, fill it with holes and things.

For all I
care, you can pull all the strings.

Come now and see the sheen of
what

We take in, fake up, throw out, up.



Blood, electric with
joy,

The urge to cradle and the urge to destroy:

Take it out on me, out
of me, out of sight,

It's all right if you do not want to make it all
right.



HERE IT COMES, I CAN TAKE IT.

HERE IT COMES, RIDE THE
WAVE.

HEY, BUBBLEHEAD, YOU'D BE SURPRISED AT WHAT YOU CAN
TAKE.



Whatever moves forward will also move back.

If you don't
expect anything, then that's what you get.

I see you in silhouette against
electric light.

Warm human magic, you are alive, alight.



For the
zoom that is in it we like to hear sung

The language of bubbles that is
spoken there;

Come clean. You wear me out.

The lustre of whatever jets
out of your mouth.



HERE IT COMES, I CAN TAKE IT.

HERE IT COMES,
RIDE THE WAVE.

HEY, BUBBLEHEAD, YOU'D BE SURPRISED AT WHAT YOU CAN TAKE.