Paint Me Silver

Paint me silver and call me Hermann Hesse If I ever, ever touch your pouch again The power to devour all the creeping things he made Slip up in the shower singing 'home-made lemonade' Bring me Louis Cartier I need a diamond halo For me and my seven billion brothers I never know what to do, babe But that's not nothing new, babe I'm the champion of the few, babe But I never know what to do, babe Soldiers and the children still shivving in the Jago And whoever runs the ship for the others I never know what to do, babe But that's not nothing new, babe I'm the champion of the few, babe But I never know what to do, babe Say Say Say Say Paint me silver and call me Hermann Hesse If I ever, ever touch your pouch again I never know what to do, babe But that's not nothing new, babe I'm the champion of the few, babe And I never know what to do babe, do babe, uh babe I never know what to do, babe But that's not nothing new, babe I'm the champion of the few, babe But I never know what to do, babe Say Say Say Say