Jump with them all and move it Jump back and forth And feel like you were there yourself Work it out You've got to press it on you You just think
Common cancer - on the telephone Dead stop radio - try an suck a hole Gif wise tongue - dead gone monotone It's all around your big white ears A life
You fell down the stairs, been done before Stuck to the seats like caramel, caramel No word is spoken, try, act serene Stuck on each other like caramel
Try me, write it down On whatever is left to stay But it means nothin' to me Try and put it down to Someone else's mistake But it's over, it's over Get
Feels like nothin' is real When all you can hear is sorry again Please don't take my fraud As i finish my thoughts for you It's my new favorite word
Johnny got shot through the grease Drove his wheels through guarantee Walked about with a monkey on his back Torn pages of a coward's almanac He got stuck
Like the hammer of a clickin' gun words soundin' funny coming out all wrong hang on sister we gotta lot to learn this compartement is self-contained still
Hell, spookin' all over me But the sight of you just Breaks my heart in three Ways of tellin' you First you scrath the surface Then you pull the plug!
There's a script, but I ain't writing Left that stage all in my mind Cause I'm not hip to your sign language Sticky fingers of a different kind The same
Can I wash your hair underneath that wig takes a minute try and get to the other side can I peal the skin of your face takes a minute try and get to the
They fill the place with laughing gas Fut your face against the glass See the world slowly pass by you Try and catch it while it's fast Hold your breath
Run, think fast It'll catch up with you Any minute now 'Cause it's not my style To cover up so hurry up Any minute now Names you drop Verberate and
You're honest even when you lie Well, I wish you were closer than near I must be blind 'cause you didn't intend to live You just merely got it all wrong
You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar When I met you I picked you out, I shook you up, and turned you around Turned you into someone new Now
This is an excuse that will make it will make it, This is an excuse that will make it will make it, This is an excuse that will make it will make it
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Feels like nothin' is real when all you can hear is sorry again please don't take my fraud as I finish my thoughts for you it's my new favourite word
Yeah Well, you can bump and grind, it is good for your mind Well, you can twist and shout, let it all hang out But you won't fool the children of the
