Lyrics
Misty magic mountain ride here we go
To the bar raise it slow help me out
Oh, pull me under with you
Virgin soil yes you can have it all
You and me and this in black leather and studs
Bounce this off the moon
Castor screams ‘Yes she can’
Have it all through the windows of time
The curtains call unconventional
And through the windows a matter of time
The curtains to draw upon whose call
And whose theory believes
Straight through her heart in her pocket
Thread bearing in time keeps us going
Straight through his heart in her pocket
And with time keeps this from showing
You and me and this in black leather and studs