Transcription: Music She's quite an idiot She's quite an idiot She likes to take a rest And she passes me on She smells bad jubber She's quiet, I'm a meteor She's quiet, I'm a meteor Night away confined, and I've lost my mind. Please quiet our way to your home. Don't be used to shy. Don't be used to shy. She's quiet to your heart Geographically, at the sharp end of earth's trajectory That's where you always find me, you see I think it's because that on her way out she don't let me down Or leave me mumbling and stumbling and tumbling for a while Now that we can find that I've lost my mind Now you're waking fi ...
