|Dearest Dana, where have you gone?
Floating above the bed with your red dress on
Where is the girl that I used to know?
Dearest Dana, where did you go?
Don’t cross the streams
If someone asked me if I was a god
So don’t cross the streams
[haunted keyboard solo]
I used to tell you, if the light was green
They blew up our containment machine
Now we’re all gonna die, honey
In a marshmallow dream
[possessed guitar solo]
I hate to see you there
I have no key