The half-cat boy / is making ploys / with fifteen toys
Predators are coming / hailing from the rainbows Number 9 is swollen / chasing echoes all around Saxophones wailed / pervading the air
Here and there oddball 9 is so juvenile
Cubism, citizens / a fly in the milk
Who looks at the «Blue Spine» / but we'll never know why I'm feeling so fine but / you're feeling so sine
The garrulous number 9 is not just a whim
We're rubber-pranksters / searching for water The toad will turn blue later, ah, ah, ah, ah !
We're not losing streaks / so fresh and we're so freaks Nothing and no one is real, ah, ah, ah, ah !
ARE YOU OKAY ? ARE YOU ALL RIGHT ? DO YOU FEEL FINE ? (X2) ARE YOU OKAY ? ARE YOU ALL NIGHT ?
DO YOU FEEL NINE ? DO YOU DO YOU FEEL NINE ? (X4)
Finally number 9 is in my mind / printed on the Polaroids /easy to find Odysseys, boundaries surrounded by the paranoids
Number 9 is slowly fading away
Surrealism / we feel cubism
Going in and out from the gum, ah, ah, ah, ah !
We run with the Chinese man / who looks at the blue spine We'll never never know why, ah, ah, ah, ah !
ARE YOU OKAY ? ARE YOU ALL RIGHT ? DO YOU FEEL FINE ? (X2) ARE YOU OKAY ? ARE YOU ON SIGHT ?
DO YOU FEEL SINE ?
DO YOU DO YOU FEEL SINE ?
DO YOU DO YOU FEEL NINE ?
DO YOU DO YOU FEEL SINE ? DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO, DO
I'm alone / but I feel safe / this is my home This is my home / this is my home...
THIS IS MY HOME (ad lib.)
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