Indigo Gloves

Look at me in my indigo gloves Out on the town flying around Setting them up knocking them down With three question marks nowhere to be found I'm cancelling plans Grumbles is grumbling again Me and all my robot friends Me and all my robot friends We've got olives and oranges and all that good stuff It's still not enough it's still not enough The way we feel is a lot like lying The way we feel is a lot like frying Look at me now dancing around With my head in the clouds and my pants on the ground Last night was awfully awful last night was awfully awful Closing time where is my mind Oh darling rise and shine You know I'm yours and I know you're mine You know I'm yours and I know you're mind And that's the sound of my motorcycle And that's the sound of my motorcycle And that's the sound of my motorcycle And that's the sound of my motorcycle