Bill Nelson

Everybody's got their information
But none of it matches mine
Saints preserve my reputation
And keep my thoughts sublime...
Name your poison, what's the option
Why make such a fuss?
Chase the darkness
Light the candle
Shine like phosphorus
My world spins
My world spins
Turning down intoxication
Opting for the clear
Something brewing, nothing doing
Give a damn, my dear
Twist and twirl, it's time to Tango
Soon we turn to dust
Nail our roses to the cross
Let's consummate our lust
My world spins
My world spins
Now, everybody's got their information
But none of it matches mine