Gumball

This is how it begins I'm a ghost in a sheet I come down the street to a nu metal beat To the party where we would meet You were wearing a smile In the midst of a song A drink a bit strong And a teenager's wit At a mile a minute You had me hooked As the window shoppers left We lingered Made a camera with our fingers Making up the script as we went along So we could have a simple life We could have a car chase We could have an old west afternoon Or sci-fi dinner I don't wanna mess this up What do you wanna do? We could be raygun red or cowboy blue, yeah Anything could happen next to you It's the end of the show You're trying to dance in a Tanqueray trance But it's clear that you can't Lead the crowd in the last call chant I don't wanna go home That road has an end I'd rather pretend that we're infinite here But just in case, could I crash at your place? So we could have a simple life We could have a car chase We could have an old west afternoon Or sci-fi dinner I don't wanna mess this up What do you wanna do? We could be raygun red or cowboy blue, yeah Anything could happen next to you We could be raygun red or cowboy blue, yeah Anything could happen next to you