Of all the things a popular song can bring A permanent picture of hope is what I hate the most But now I'm happy when I'm told to discover There is no other Just this is beautiful This is beautiful It's oh so fanciful Empty head feels good Empty head feels good, yeah Just don't be too surprised if this permanent paradise Explodes some day in a permanent picture of pain Empty head feels good Empty head feels good Empty head feels good, yeah But a permanent picture of love...(no there's a thing) You feel you sing for something real I can tell you it's no deal so don't bother Whenever the fools surround me It's never enough to tell me This is beautiful This is beautiful It's oh so fanciful Empty head feels good Empty head feels good Empty head feels good, yeah