Pet

Duration

3:00

Genres

Indie Pop

Lyrics

Say hello, come in, imaginary friend Illusion sometimes makes a good pet We could train it, tell it What to do, jump through hoops Into the lift your pet will step Blindly seeking the button 22nd floor if they've got one Higher stil if the elevator will He's on the platform now, Oh George you sacred cow, while stepping down the flood lit steps But just in time the vodka kicks in Drippin' and droppin' us all off Here on the floor above My thought balloon will sort this out This room cartoon has inked me out I am living in between the dots Illusionaries get the dream to be the pet We're going now where we don't need faces Into another place where the rooms not so bright Breathing in that soft white bulb light Maybe it'll shadow before long but the music don't grow so strong You're not boud in by the ceiling Come on look up the elevator light is blinking on and off I'm on the floor above