John Frusciante - Your p**y's Glued To A Buliding On Fire lyrics

Your p**ys glued to a building on fire I paint my mind just cuz I'm alive If you see me roaming the hillside Won't you come along? You paint your eyes Mine are in the sky No worldly word I could say would be golden The smile on my face isn't always real But the way you make me feel is all that's really real You little duck house