Cranking flowers in the breeze
Cranking demons into me
Lumber goes
Three in a row
You speak of words and the colors they chose
You speak of dogs and collars that they chose
Daisy Factory
Eyes out of the galaxy
Blooming sanity
Come and dance with me
Your mind is a flower
On the side of the road
They'll transform your mansion into an abode
They'll process your mind to a mold
Daisy Factory
Eyes out of the galaxy
Blooming sanity
Come and dance with me
Cranking flowers in the breeze
Cranking demons into me
Daisy Factory
Eyes out of the galaxy
Blooming sanity
Come and dance with me
Daisy Factory
Eyes out of the galaxy
Blooming sanity
Come and dance with me