My mind is connected to your dreams
Bzzup uhzzup uzzup uzzuh bzzup uh-huh
Your dreams are connected to the underside
Where the skull of Africa
Meets the horn of Florida
And petals ring in orbit, merry day
Give me a pod of rock 'n' roll

The butler emerges from the hole,
Bzzup uhzzup uzzup uzzup bzzup uh-huh
With a tray of diamonds
From the horn of Florida
And I loved your tennis court
And the hair that fell on it
Was yours
Give me a pod of rock 'n' roll

And I want you to remember
Everything
Everything
Everything

My mind is connected to your dreams
Bzzup uhzzup uhzzup uzzup bzzup uh-huh
Your dreams are connected to the underside
In your skull is memory
It's eleven carriages
And your skin was beautiful
And the face that formed on it
Was yours
Give me a pod of rock 'n' roll

And it's only a poisonous plant and it's calling your name

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Writer(s): ROBYN HITCHCOCK