Big Ideas

Don't get any big ideas
They're not going to happen
You paint yourself white and feel the noise
But there'll be something missing

And now that you found it, it's gone
Now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails

She stands stark naked and she beckons you to bed
Don't go, you'll only want to come back again

So don't get any big ideas
They're not going to happen
You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking

And now that you found it, it's gone
And now that you feel it, you don't
You've gone off the rails