Broken English

Broken english, quaalude comma Valley of the dolls persona Sounds like pieces, floating slowly Slowly, slowly Down a path of treetops lonely A ring for each year's ceremony We all hide our tender moments Real, real Starting to hit the ground No feet, no silence, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go Starting to hit the ground No feet, no silence, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go Can't feel it, can't feel it Can't feel it, can't feel it Can't feel it, can't feel it Can't feel it, can't feel it Ahhhhhhohhh! Feeling real now Whisper slowly to the old me Lifting off wet grass, pastel green Facing the cool earth One side only Only, only Finally hit the ground No space, no color, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go Finally hit the ground No space, no color, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, don't need it Don't need it, ahhhhhhhohhh! I own my own, don't feel alone I own my own, I've got control The best in show, the best in show The best in show, the best in show, oooh Starting to hit the ground No feet, no silence, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go Finally hit the ground No space, no color, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go Finally hit the ground No space, no color, no sound A fleet standing all around and 'round we go