Pop Will Eat Itself - She's Surreal lyrics
[Pop Will Eat Itself - She's Surreal lyrics]
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal
She's the cool cat that stole the cream
She's got a starring role
In the perfect dream
She's hot to trot, she's cool, but hot
Zips from head to toe, she uncovers the lot
She's got a magic garden that's in full bloom
She's a magician, she eats mushrooms
She's a bubble floating 'round
In a bubble machine she's a shaft of gold
If you know what I mean
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's a puzzle
But there is no answer to find
Her clues are cryptic, you know the kind
She likes to turn me in
Has my interests at heart
Tunes me in, turns me on, and kickstart!
She's a goddess, the devil, the inbetween
She's the blood in my veins
She's the heart of my scene
She makes me feel like a deranged hippie
Watching her drift, you know
It's kinda trippy
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's got a fine line in sophistication
She knocks me out cold for the duration
Maybe I'm hallucinating, maybe she's unreal
But when she comes and makes my day
I know it's the real deal
And though it seems like a dream
She reminds me I'm alive
I can see, feel, smell, touch, sure I'm alive
Cosmic goddess, la belle lovechild
Of Brian Jones and Barbarella, man
She's wild
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
When she's in hoop stockings
Really does my head
I know I've got to have her
Or I know that I'm dead
She's a cruise on the clutch, man
She's too much
I should frame her and mark her
"please don't touch" she's drifting through
She's a cloud passing by
She's a streamlined cocktail bar in the sky
Spikes her rain with champagne
"It's snowing, Charles"
And she's illing again
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's so surreal
She's so surreal
She's the cool cat that stole the cream
She's got a starring role
In the perfect dream
She's hot to trot, she's cool, but hot
Zips from head to toe, she uncovers the lot
She's got a magic garden that's in full bloom
She's a magician, she eats mushrooms
She's a bubble floating 'round
In a bubble machine she's a shaft of gold
If you know what I mean
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's a puzzle
But there is no answer to find
Her clues are cryptic, you know the kind
She likes to turn me in
Has my interests at heart
Tunes me in, turns me on, and kickstart!
She's a goddess, the devil, the inbetween
She's the blood in my veins
She's the heart of my scene
She makes me feel like a deranged hippie
Watching her drift, you know
It's kinda trippy
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's got a fine line in sophistication
She knocks me out cold for the duration
Maybe I'm hallucinating, maybe she's unreal
But when she comes and makes my day
I know it's the real deal
And though it seems like a dream
She reminds me I'm alive
I can see, feel, smell, touch, sure I'm alive
Cosmic goddess, la belle lovechild
Of Brian Jones and Barbarella, man
She's wild
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
When she's in hoop stockings
Really does my head
I know I've got to have her
Or I know that I'm dead
She's a cruise on the clutch, man
She's too much
I should frame her and mark her
"please don't touch" she's drifting through
She's a cloud passing by
She's a streamlined cocktail bar in the sky
Spikes her rain with champagne
"It's snowing, Charles"
And she's illing again
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's so surreal she's surreal
She's so surreal she's so surreal
She's surreal she's so surreal
She's so surreal