I fell down once, You held my hand And though we never ever Talked about it, I think you understand. Everybody could fly, But you better not try. Doesn't matter who you talk to, Everybody's going up. Nude star. I was a teenage drunken suicide And I wrote poetry too. Now it all kind of disgusts me And two of them were about you. Everybody could fly, But you better not try. Doesn't matter who you talk to, Everybody's given up. Nude star. I'd desert you in a second but I Don't know where you are.