You ride your own life fatefully.
At home you are one way, when you're out you're free.
But you're still in your home,
you can't lose control
'cos it could explode.
Aaaaah Aaaaaaaah
Some things we can't show, sometimes we can't sing.
We must talk in Morse code although we want to scream.
But I'll scream with you
if you want me to.
Let's tell them the news.
Aaaaah Aaaaaaaah
Your cheeks are so red,
as no one else I met,
my sweet "oval head".
Aaaaah Aaaaaaaah...