Rollercoasters

Rollercoasters and ferris wheels You like how it feels Round and round till you lose yourself in the air All those complicated deals Your desperate appeals Calling out to a god you know isn't there So high as you fell looking down on the tops of the trees And all you can do is say Please, please, baby please You were conjuring that year A ghost engineer Building gods who could put the clock in reverse Breathing thinner atmosphere So thin you could hear Angels telling you boy, you're making it worse So high as you fell looking down on the tops of the trees And all you can do is say Please, please, baby please Please give me height Spirals or spite Falling or flight, the boosters ignite So high as you fell looking down on the tops of the trees So high And all you can do is say Please, please, baby please Rollercoasters and ferris wheels You like how it feels --- Rollercoasters - Aimee Mann