Telephone

Hey little girl

I'm the voice in your head,

I'm the portrait that hangs

on the wall,

I'm the treasure inside

Down the alley she goes

Hush and don't tell any-

One for the road

Take a biscuit and listen politely

to what I'm about to tell

Down the alley she goes

(She sings)

Go precious queen

you mean everything to Mum & Dad

They'll be sad when you're gone

but your target is

Higher

Down the alley she goes

Look at the stairs and

whatever they mean,

It's a frightening thing to look up to

but it is your task

In the alley!

And then she walks

on the telephone wire

To have a little chat with god

So far so good, I am your friend,

and if you get scared, just sing. Lala

One cannot make omelets

without breaking eggs

And the aimless are useless

so go on and

Fight for your dreams

In the alley!

Hey little girl

are the voices still there?

Do you hear them from

Nowhere

The set up was mean,

filial piety in the alley,

She falls

Her final way to heaven