Balloons

Everybady has a balloon on their heads
Some big, some short, some blue, some red
And these balloons are the means of their lives
What do they think of and who do they live for?
It isn't hard to see, balloons are disguised like a flower in my eyes

Sometimes these balloons get together
It is the word to share you can easily see
You can share sex you can share love
You can share thoughts maybe
It isn't hard to see the voices of balloons but the bees in my ears

It is the greatest pleasure to meet your right ballon
It is the hardest thing to leave her in four days
You begin to curse everything that goes
You begin to curse the nations
It isn't hard to see the balloons are disguised
But the flower in my eyes
And the bees in my ears



Credits
Writer(s): Bülent Ortaçgil
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