Hot procession

Gloomy Conga of glum looking beauties

Strolling through the opening scene

Where’d you want it?

It’s your decision honey, my planet or yours?

Sectoral heterochromia



Aviation in the evening

I can feel it coming on

Mama told me you should start as you mean

To go wrong

Or else you’re never gonna get it right



Señorita

Well you need not come coke head close to me

Cause I can hear you perfectly clear from here



Aviation in the evening

I can feel it coming on

Mama told me you should start as you mean

To go wrong

Or else you’re never gonna get it right



Elementary Hallelujahs

Annalise’s dulcet tone

Aviation in the evening

I just can’t leave it alone

I reckon I just might have broke the ice



The Colourama in your eyes

It takes me on a moonlight drive

It’s the way you wing it

While you’re figuring it out