Little Steven's Underground Garage

you're a magic swirling ship. All my senses have been stripped in my hands can't feel to grip in my toes to numb to step. Wait only for my boot heels to be wandering. I'm ready to go anywhere. I'm ready for to fade unto my own parade. Cast your dancing spell my way. I promise to go under it. Hey Mr. town man play a song for me. I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to. Hey Mr. Tambourine man play a song for me. In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you. Come to the land of living dreams where realiss dream of the unreal. Beat mix at their bust. The creative urge at its ...