We painted the picture you want
I wanted it too
But now there's something that I
Would like you to do
Get your sticky fingers out of my head
Get your sticky fingers out of my head

I'm sure I imagined a time
When I'd have to go
But your smoke at the skies
How deep it could go
Get your sticky fingers out of my head
Get your sticky fingers out of my head

It's not that I'm ungrateful for
The chance to dream and then explore
But your elegant dinosaur limbs
Are still willfully bruising my skin

In such a moment of calm
As rare as it's true
I must admit to myself
What I'm unable to do

Get your sticky fingers out of my head
(Get your sticky fingers out of my head)
Get your sticky fingers out of my head
(Get your sticky fingers out of my head)
Get your sticky fingers out of my head
(Get your sticky fingers out of my head)
Get your sticky fingers out of my head
(Get your sticky fingers out of my head)

Get your sticky fingers out of my head
(Get your sticky fingers out of my head)
Get your sticky fingers out of my head
(Get your sticky fingers out of my head)

My...

My head...