Going Downhill Fast Lyrics

One butterfly

Spies a glint in his eye

The birds sing as he cycles by

Oh, why should he feel sad?

This world ain't so bad in his eyes

Woe betide he would frown

When natural beauty abounds

And now with wheels spinning free

He's picking up speed



Two butterflies

Tie knots in his stomach

They love it when he goes too fast

Wind whistles past

Vast oceans of air

That will mess up his hair

Though he no longer cares any more

Overindulgence in vanity's vacuous vice

Just once or twice, thrice

Four times in five we forget we're alive

And neglect to remind ourselves



Wait, wait for me

Oh great mercury

As late as you may be

Will you wait for me?



Three butterflies

Realise when it's time to depart

They have tickled his ribs

They have fluttered his heart

But the starting is easy

Compared to the stop

And the bottom is hard

When compared to the top



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