Texty: Sponge. New Pop Sunday. Lucky.

This little penny is to dream on
To make all your wishes come true
Hip hip hooray
I'm in my big black holiday
No bulls died today
To a very unappreciative earth and sky
The land is recoiled
Asking as if it had said why
My ship leaves today
And I'm safely lowered away

Guess who I walked into
Guess who walked right up to say
A bloody nose and a bloody knife
Now I've disposed of my routine life
All seemed to implore seconds more
Give me more of this sublime night