Take Me Somewhere Nice

Ghosts in the photograph
Never lied to me.
I’d be all of that
I’d be all of that.
A false memory
Would be everything.
A denial my eliminent.
What was that for?
What was that for?
What would you do If you saw spaceships
Over Glasgow?
Would you fear them?
Every aircraft,
Every camera,
Is a wish that
Wasn’t granted.
What was that for?
What was that for?
Try to be bad.
Try to be bad.