Slinky

Subatomic stars are fickle
In the dump truck of creation
Always flying out in pairs
To the other end of Paris, yeah yeah yeah

There's no time to send a message
There's no space to cross an ocean
But they're spinning like true brothers
Always hip on all the others, yeah yeah yeah

Mr. Aspect, hide the papers
In the crashing speedy tunnel
Ghostly pop of transformation
Catch the light in its mutation

Sly, slinky, sly
Slide to the other side
Slinky, sly
Slide to the other side

Living hidden inside slinky
From the egg to Crocostimpy
Turn my head the chair collapses
Into alternating lapses, yeah yeah yeah

From the future waves are coming
Get your senses in the running
One decision and it's over
All the others head for Dover

Sly, slinky, sly
Slide to the other side
Slinky, sly
Slide to the other

Sly, slinky, sly
Slide to the other side
Slinky, sly
Slide to the other side