BARCELONA

From distant star to this here bar

The me, the you, where are we now?

Horray 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"

And when the planet hit the sun

I saw the face of Allison

Allison, Allison, Allison, Allison