John Frusciante - Your Pussy's Glued To A Building On Fire lyrics

Your pussys glued to a building on fire

I paint my mind just cuz I'm alive

If you see me roaming the hillside

Won't you come along?

You paint your eyes

Mine are in the sky

No worldly word I could say would be golden

The smile on my face isn't always real

But the way you make me feel is all that's really real

You little duck house