Purple Velvet Frankie and the Witch Fingers

I am the sound I am the speaker
I'm the speaker
Speakin'
With words providing imagery
For the movie in your head
The purple velvet of her dress
As it's shakin'
Shakin'
To every lonely note that floats
From the speaker
Speakin'

It's oscillating as she moves along
The breeze it seems to dance with her come on
She beckons me to join her
But I don't
I just gaze upon the way she moves her bones

And she flies
And she flies
And she flies
On by
And she flies
And she flies
And she flies
On by
On by
On by
On by