Cure - Wrong Number Lyrics

Cure
Galore
Wrong Number
Lime green, lime green, and tangerine
The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seein'
Lime green and tangerine
The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dream

Lime green, lime green, and tangerine
The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seein'
Lime green and tangerine
The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dream

It gets to Friday
I give you a call
You know, I'm gettin' kind of worried
She doesn't seem herself at all
Lime green, a sickly kind of orange
I've never seen her like this before

I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started up in church, feel as real Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started up in church, feel as real Angelica
And now I'm diggin' in the dirt
And I'm down here for a while

I'm down here for a while

You've got to make up your mind and make it soon
Is there room in your life
For one more trip to the moon

Is there room in your life
For one more

Burn red, red and gold
The deep, dark colors of the snakes I hold
Burn red, red and gold
The deep, dark colors of the devil I hold

She calls me down here
Says I'm tryin' to hide
Drags me by the hair
And drags me outside
And starts diggin' in the dirt
A not-so-early bird
It's the only way for her to get the one

I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started up in church, feel as real Angelica
Red and blue soul with a snow white smile
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
I had the best laid plans this side of America
Started up in church, feel as real Angelica
And now I'm diggin' in the dirt
And I'm down here for a while

I'm down here for while

Hello?
Are you still there?
Hello?
Are you still there?
I'm much too late
Sorry, wrong number
Yeah, sorry, wrong number