Dust Devil

Spy the little whizzkid yeah, she's streets ahead On top of the daybreak and, The last one to bed Keeps her gizmo, under her pillow Little dust devil whipping up a storm Paving the way for dropouts she's, Equanimous to the norm Come early evening, well, she's banging off the ceiling I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture Holds the toilet seat around her neck Writes the landlord out another open cheque Come the daybreak well, she's a self-maid I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture And I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture They surely would... I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture And I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could paint you into my picture And I said 'Come down!' I am missing you If these little fingers could draw you into my picture They surely would... --- Dust Devil - Madness