You treat mistakes like a museum You always stand there looking parched There's not some tapestry of reason There is no fabric made of stars So early on a Thursday I sat with a baby He told me what's happening lately A fictitious account of riddles and clues The devil said dance with my daughter I said I'd consider the offer If when I die I can wear your cloven shoes How are you surprised That the bluest sky loses hue at night? I'm a human fly, I'm a human fly I'm a human fly, I'm a human fly I'm a human fly How are you surprised That the bluest sky loses hue at night? I'm a human fly, I'm a human fly I'm a human fly, I'm a human fly I'm a human fly ♪ How are you surprised With the bluest sky loses hue at night? I'm a human fly, I'm a human fly I'm a human fly, I'm a human fly I'm a human fly