anton is flying

Bjork

Anton is flying
All by himself

What do you think anton?
Will the dreams become reality?

He flies through the heaven
And the heaven hangs
Like a collar
Around his neck

It is so black and very dark
Between the sun and moon

Anton is flying

So he pisses on the darkness
And the darkness
Turns to light

Anton is flying

So he got his first kiss
His first kiss!
With the tongue!
The tongue
Went like
A pro-pel-ler
Woah!

Oooh, anton is flying