Genie

T. Kotta Suite

Genie man, I wish I had just one more friend

Just my type, knows what I like

No speaking until spoken to

 

Sitting in the sunshine

To blasted off my high

To think about the goods times

I've always had by my side

 

Do you believe in the Serengeti

I'm watching TV until I'm ready

Not leaving my seat and I'm getting heavy

And I'm in paradise

 

Simple like a thought of rapture in the attic

Just waiting to be captured resting in static

Everything's as planned

with the scheduled programming

I can see on my screen

All my dreams on a pixelated canvas beaming

 

Do you believe in the Serengeti

I'm watching TV until I'm ready

Not leaving my seat and I'm getting heavy

And I'm in paradise