Three Fantastic - Fantasy Son lyrics

And it came back to me that 10 dollar martinis And too late depressions And meanings of lives without expressions So shut up for Christ's sake and dance to the music that made you a moron Cause everything's on your side And everything's perfect to hide Well, we swear by the waves that we ride And we swear by the things that we tried To coerce you but that was disturbing We tried to think clearly but that was unfaithful Pie in the sky opportunities hate you And love k**s everyone In fantasies filmed in the sun Fantasies filmed in the sun