Catching the Vapors - Young Dead

I've got your picture of me and you You wrote "I love you", I wrote "Me too" I sit there staring and there's nothing else to do Oh, it's in color, your hair is brown Your eyes are hazel and soft as clouds I often kiss you when there's no one else around I've got your picture, I've got your picture I'd like a million of ya over myself I want a doctor to take your picture So I can look at you from inside as well You've got me turning up and turning down And turning in and turning 'round I'm turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so I've got your picture, I've got your picture I'd like a million of them over myself I want a doctor to take your picture So I can look at you from inside as well You've got me turning up and turning down And turning in and turning 'round I'm turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women No fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark Everyone around me is a total stranger Everyone avoids me like a psyched Lone Ranger Everyone That's why I'm turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so (think so, think so, think so) Turning Japanese, I think I'm turning Japanese I really think so

She came without a farthing A babe without a name So much ado about nothing Is what she'd try to say So much ado, my lover So many games we played Through every fleeted Summer Through every precious day All dead, all dead All the dreams we had And I wonder why I still live on All dead, all dead And alone, I'm spared My sweeter half instead All dead and gone All dead All dead, all dead At the rainbow's end And still, I hear her own sweet song All dead, all dead Take me back again You know my little friend's All dead and gone Her ways are always with me I wander all the while But, please, you must forgive me I am old but still a child All dead, all dead But I should not grieve In time it comes to everyone All dead, all dead But in hope, I breathe Of course, I don't believe You're dead and gone All dead and gone