Cockateels

When the train comes to stop

Oh I don't wanna move

And blunder back into it all

When the plane come to land

I wanna stay inside

And rise up to the clouds again

Cause dealing with the real world

Is sometimes not too fun

When baby says she loves you

Whilst holding up a gun

Thank goodness

I've got imaginary creatures

Laying on the advice

By my side

By my side

When the film credits roll

I stay right till the end

Then wander the streets with my eyes ablaze

All I really want to do

Is go straight back and watch it again

Playing a different person every time

Oh cause living in the real world

Can sometimes get so strange

When you fall in love with statues

And cockateels in a cage

Well it seems I've got imaginary lovers

They say they're protecting the space

By my side

By my side

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