Walk into Springfield, walk through the gate
Stars on the ceiling, stars never fade
washing the walls, turning to dover white
Staring in space, trampling over
Stars on the spring field, they were my lovers
You're still a lover
I've been to Neptune, I've been to Earth
Dressing in neon, dressed like a nerd
Don't go to bed, I'm turning over
How could I sever? Howling for mother
I cut a rug, I was a lover
You're still a lover
All we have left, all we've uncovered
All of the dirt, olive in color
Whole lotta love, whole lotta squalor
This is for Esmé, she was a lover
You're still a lover