Marcella

Written by：Mic Jogwer

There's marcella at the table

Loudly laughing insane

There's marcella at the slot machine

Her face is coloured green

Coloured green

There's marcella at the beach club

Dancing with her soul

There's marcella far away tonight

Trying to be cool

To be cool

I'm stoned by the electric

The electric in your eyes

When the day is nearly ending

Your sun will come up and rise

Come up and rise

She takes me like paper

Taken by the wind

She shows me long skyscrapers

She shows me how they sink

How they sink

And the fanfare is blowing outside

A band is playing in my head

We heard the bad news on the radio

But our dreams are never

Never dead

I'm stoned by the electric

The electric in your eyes

When the day is nearly ending

Your sun will come up and rise

Come up and rise rise

And I stand then up real hoping

Finally wishing for more

There's marcella in my brain

She's standing naked naked

Naked in my door

I'm stoned by the electric

The electric in your eyes eyes

When the day is nearly ending

Your sun will come up and rise

Come up and rise

Come up and rise

Come up and rise

Come up and rise rise

Come up and rise rise