Sticks and stones don't break my bones, you make believe
It's lock and load, it's a dead end road to you and me
You know what's to go, I'm strict for soul, I make believe
And I'm off the rent, I haven't spent, I guarantee

So can you not go away
If just for one day
Ooh, impossible, possible way
How would you do know, how'd you do now?
Run away, war sounds in you
Don't throw your fortune away
And I can't get enough
Space, space, space, get enough space

I'm pale and coy, I'm almost born, I make believe
I shimmy-shake, I wake the bed, I'm over me
I lost the beat, I can not breathe, don't follow me
You push and shove, I've had enough, don't mess with me

So can you not go away
If just for one day
Ooh, impossible, possible way
How would you do know, how'd you do now?
Run away, war sounds in you
Don't throw your fortune away
And I can't get enough
Space, space
I can't get enough space, space

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Jack William Bevan, James Andrew Smith, Walter James Morrison Gervers, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis