Allison - Pixies

From distant star

To this here bar

The me, the you

Where are we now?

Hooray the blues

Of everyone

Allison

Keeps a smile

Around a while

He took no fright

And jettisoned

We’ll go tonight

To hear him tell

«oh well»

Allison

Allison

And when the planet hit the sun

I saw the face of Allison

Allison

Allison