Pink Cloud Compression

Don’t go in the water, it’s moving slow
but always deeper the way you go
Get off my cloud, baby blue
You’ve fallen down now I feel you
You said there’s hell to pay in frump town tonight
Although some beef in little Tokyo
I see the madness brimming in your eyes
a child who’s never been told no
Oh, oh oh, ain’t no depression, no
It’s called compression
Oh oh no, not a confession no
Pink cloud compression
Turn a key again, in the hall
You’re wet rain, away you go
Get off my cloud, baby blue
You’ve fallen down now I feel you
You tried to cast a wicked spell over me
Under the moon in little Tokyo
I see the sadness brimming in your lies
A child who’s never been told no
Oh, oh oh, ain’t no depression, no
Pink cloud compression
Not an obsession
Pink cloud compression
Oh oh oh, ain’t no depression
Oh not a confession no
Pink cloud compression
Oh, oh oh, not a depression, no
Pink cloud compression