Building islands in the sky while I'm a prisoner in my mind Will my mommy tell me why? Sometimes a wrong is a right I'm a smiling alligator and I tell lies that ring true later So much air when we inflate, a thought ballune Flying out into the night, why do I feel so uptight? Is it darkness or the light? Sometimes a wrong is a right I'm a smiling alligator and I tell lies that ring true later So much air when we inflate, a thought ballune I'm a smiling alligator and I tell lies that ring true later So much air when we inflate, a thought ballune