Weatherhouse

Ball of uranium flickers by night
In my twisted sight
It flickers I tell you
It flickers
Hot lotus eater
Is feeling much sweeter
Our friends eclectic
Transfixed in a temple bowl

Tinted tornado
My face is as white
As a bolt of lightning
Our friends eclectic
It proves nothing
Whilst begging the question
Our friends eclectic
Transfixed
Our friends eclectic
Our friends eclectic

Here comes the suicide
Here comes the suicide
Proving nothing
Whilst begging the question
Our friends eclectic
Here comes the suicide
Here comes the suicide

Ball of uranium flickers by night
In my twisted sight
It flickers I tell you
It flickers
Hot lotus eater
Is feeling much sweeter
Our friends eclectic
Transfixed in a temple bowl

Tinted tornado
My face is as white
As a bolt of lightning

Here comes the suicide