Testo di BACKSIDE

The boy stood on the burning stage, his back against the mast He did not dare to turn around till Davy Bowie passed The stardust painted round his eyes was really fading fast. Oh but I think I'm going to come again. Oh but I think I'm going to come again. The spiders from Uranus were climbing up the walls With such a space (?) the oddity, his fey libido calls But the people in the front row can only see his smalls. Oh but I think I'm going to come again. Oh but I think I'm going to come again.