Let's hold up a mirror to the sky
When it's over you can tell me if you found God
Let's hold up a mirror to the sky
My reflection is a smudge upon the window
Second guess
Have a laugh at your own expense
Wrap your arms around yourself
And have a little dance
Take a slug
Take a walk around the block
Take a second to appreciate your luck
Long tall drink of
Campari to go
Campari to go
Long tall ego
Towers above
It fits like a glove
Certainly impressed with the way you dress
Certainly aware
Of the eyes that follow you like camera lenses
It's a bug
It's a microphone embedded
It's a feature
But I've grown to regret it
Long tall drink of
Campari to go
Campari to go
Long tall ego
Towers above
It fits like a glove
Hitch a ride to a satellite
Going out for a view of the black expanse
Hitch a ride to a satellite
Going out for a view of the black expanse
Hitch a ride to a satellite
Going out for a view of the black expanse