Testi:
Masters Of Illusion Let Me Talk To You

[x4] Let me talk to you I got some conversation Yeah baby you know I respect you for Brought me to Burger King Ride with me in my litty lorry you know

I don't mean to talk your ear off What's up with you? [Chorus] I just figured I'll give you a call see what's going on and how you been and all Everything

thought of you alone You now enter the dimension called the Twilight Zone You're terrified . . . plus you can't bear the thought You and I one-on-one in the land of the lost You

years And you'll have taken every chance away from me My master for life All my life Just when I think you'll let me be I'll awake knowing you've been haunting me

Now you, now you, now you, now you, now you, whoever you are As you're listening to what I'm going to say Will probably not want to believe what I'm going

art imitating life imitating art Imitating the brain simulating thoughts when I talk Idealistically I spit for free The cinography of the rhyme is what balances me Challenges me

hope that you will really believe me. [Gift of Gab] Hey yester-day you were supposed to meet me now I got to testify I waited hours for you guess that

Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion Only this and nothing more Could you keep our lives together Safely back onto the shore Could you grant this last illusion