the dukes of stratosphear
your gold dress
Your gold dress is whirling around Like a fan it's lifting you high High above the ground Never coming down  You gold dress is burning alight Deafens me with the sound of the sun Setting fire to the night And everything's all right  Vibrations coming my way When you're floating on by In your gold dress Vibrations coming to play When you're filling the sky With your gold ... dress  Your gold dress is shaming the stars A thousand melting Dali Guitars Make no sound And dripping slowly down Your gold dress is all I can see Blind my eyes but there it will be Beacon burning bright And everything's all right  Your gold dress!