Platform One - King

The strength of my imagination

Is tearing me apart

I’ve wings of snow

Wrapped 'round my arms

I can go anywhere that I want

I would tread water

I would swallow salt

Rather than float with the tide

I’d grow potatoes in a flower patch

You know appearances don’t keep you alive

Dance on the cliffs of Dover or the city slums

And head for platform one

Hip hop belu lu lola is platform one

And I’m bittersweet

There’s warm sand between my toes

My hands they will be tanned

There’s a village somewhere in France

We’ll disappear like Monica Rose

Dance on the cliffs of Dover or the city slums

And head for platform one

Hip hop belu lu lola is platform one

And I’m bittersweet

And here’s the secret

Believe and you will be it

Ooh hey yeah yeah

And here’s the secret

Just believe and you will be it

Dance on the cliffs of Dover or the city slums

And head for platform one

Hip hop belu lu lola is platform one

And I’m bittersweet

But I know I won’t cry forever

People never cry forever