Max Webster - Coming off the Moon lyrics

coming off the moon / with my lady luck in haste

gave me shots of sorrow / shaved in photogenic lace

tying off her arm / my lady luck did answer--

turn up the sky father music / everything below you is cancer

talking as she walks / so nervous and so shy

she reads the look a second time / because of people's eyes...

C--i love i love i love i love Khalidia

eye love eye love eye love eye love Khalidia

shooting up a thought / higher than the sky

she turns around / and looks at all the people's eyes...C

licking off the spoon / my lady luck with cheers

gave wedding bells to martyrs / who burned her grace to tears