Texty:
Tea Party Empty Glass

These premonitions Shine like stars that Fall to earth too fast I see the empty glass Where do we belong? Tell me Major Tom Because nothing is making

These premonitions shine like stars that Fall to earth too fast I see the empty glass Where do we belong Tell me major tom Because nothing's making

go to Spain and dip the bull We kicked it for a while Vows was aroused So Sheep, can see How some thing's tempt me Her glass is empty Give me more ice tea