Sos D'un Terrien En Detresse

Why do I live, why do I die
Why do I laugh, why do I cry
Here’s the S.O.S. from a distressed earthling
I’ve never had my feet on the ground
I’d rather be a bird
I’m feeling out of place

I’d like to see the world upside down
If it were ever more beautiful
More beautiful from up high
From up high

I’ve always confused life
With comic books
I have this urge for transformation
I feel something
That pulls me
That pulls me
That pulls me up

In the big lottery of the universe
I didn’t draw the right number
I’m feeling out of place

I don’t want to be a robot
Subway, work, sleep

Why do I live, why do I die
Why do I scream, why do I cry
I think I’m picking up signals
From another world
I’ve never had my feet on the ground
I’d rather be a bird
I’m feeling out of place

I’d like to see the world upside down
I’d rather be a bird
Sleep, baby, sleep