Bossa Nochance lyrics

A bed in the sky would make me higher up than sleeping under this bush If I had a magic broom, I'd rev it up and out in space I would whoosh I'd ask you to be with me there to do anything you would like to do... I like singing spaces not bricks Intervals and all the notes in between I like making big mistakes - knickerless girls being understood but not seen But I've got a nasty cold today (sniff) I've run out of words to say 'arbitrary' (arbitrary)