Fine Madeline lyrics

Don't think we've had enough
We're all holed up
Yeah that's fine

Another one wouldn't hold that line
I gotta grow up
And get outside

Madeline
You're all orange-eyed

I can't hear; the TV's on
You sound all wrong
The picture's fine

But when I'm gone you're a different kind
I won't be long
I'm just outside

Madeline
You're all orange-eyed