more jibberish,

I’m a fool in your arms, like putty or jelly
Easy to mould and easy to melt
But would you make me shiver, glimmer and shine
If you knew how it felt, ‘cause all of the time

You’re a timeless echo, infinite for now
I’ve got to get over this spell I am under
I’ve no time for wasters or folly or blunder
Or that twat tom cruise in that film days of thunder