Heaven - Pere Ubu

Here she comes walking with that solar beat.

The sun does funny things,

It’s like some prankster’s cheat.

I could swear the city’s like a magic beach —

Cuz against the curb I can hear those street waves beat.

C’mon, darlin.

C’mon, darlin!

It feels like heaven.

It feels like heaven.

It feels like heaven,

It’s such a problem.

Mid-summer's night,

On a magic beach,

The dreams that come to me,

They don’t look out of reach.

In the mirror I can see another face,

And if I sleep tonight I’ll wake up in some other place.

C’mon, darlin.

C’mon, darlin!

It feels like heaven.

It feels like heaven.

It feels like heaven,

It’s such a problem.