Going to the top. Here we stand in the shadow of the master plan, making trouble wherever we can. Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up. Can't you see ? this boy is going cheap, knocked down to a basement deal but I really won't stop till I get to the top. Take it from me, I'm waiting here on my knees and I love the way you tease me oh such a beautiful person. Don't play rough; easy when you know your stuff; say please and sure enough. So kind, I'm making love to the ultimate mind. Come on take a look, put it to me baby, you could feel love come tumbling down. I just wanna wrap myself in you baby, we can tell the world we're fooling around. Ultimately I'd say she's toying with me; it's a case of wait and see, but right now I'm gonna keep my pants on. A to Z, she's doing it to my head. We don't need to go to bed, you'll find to make love to the ultimate mind. Talk me round, let's do it right here and now, I don't want you cooling down, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up. We can fit reality's two way, split personality, life's a bitch but I'm fine making love to the ultimate mind. Heaven's bent completely innocent. We all got to pay the rent and in time we'll learn to compromise. Talking tall but I feel invisible, can you see me after all that I said there's only one thing for it?
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