Thinking & Feeling

“The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.” Horace Walpole

Tuesday 24 June 2008

Parlotones


Giant Mistake

Devilishly gorgeous temptress
She, she knew that I would
And elegantly wasted tasted more
More than I should

Was a giant mistake, gigantic
Was a giant mistake, gigantic

What the hell were we thinking
Were we thinking at all
What the hell did we believe we'd achieve
We stood there with our hearts exposed
As the others said I told you so
What the hell
What the hell

And eloquently said the phrase that pays
But somehow, I'm still flat broke
And succulently licked four, five, six, seven
Don't leave me alone

Was a giant mistake, gigantic
Was a giant mistake, gigantic

What the hell were we thinking
Were we thinking at all
What the hell did we believe we'd achieve
We stood there with our hearts exposed
As the others said I told you so
What the hell
What the hell

What the hell were we thinking
Were we thinking at all
What the hell did we believe we'd achieve
We stood there with our hearts exposed
As the others said I told you so
What the hell
What the hell

What the hell were we thinking
Were we thinking at all
What the hell did we believe we'd achieve
We stood there with our hearts exposed
As the others said I told you so
What the hell
What the hell

Overexposed

This could be the end of the system
This could be the end of fashion
This could be the end of who the hell cares

This is my life
Do I really know what I'm doing
Do I really know where I'm going

Shiver, shake, shudder and make my mistakes
This is my life

Over overexposed, i've seen too much
Get Over it, ah ha, get out get out

Rock Paper Scissors

See you later alligator - in a while crocodile
With a big fat smile coz I'm in denial
Skip skip heart attack oh my god look at that she's found another lair

Cigarette burns not it's romance turn
No one gave me warning that this love thing hurts
Shock shock horror horror spill spill red wine down my shirt

I no longer wish to fall in love,
But I might tell you I like you very much,
And I no longer wish to get married,
But I can tell you besides you'll be buried

Flashy fancy face and a big bank balance
Sip my blood through a golden chalice
Chase Chase Chase to erase your face
And now it's tick tock boom
Boom boom boom realigned my zoom
Hope she thinks I look well groomed
Rock Paper Scissors cut cut cut it out of my life

I no longer wish to fall in love,
But I can tell you I like you very much,
And I no longer wish to get married,
But I can tell you besides you'll be buried

This is the saddest, saddest song you'll ever hear
This is the saddest, saddest song you'll ever hear

Thank you very much

I no longer wish to fall in love,
But I can tell you I like you very much,
And I no longer wish to get married,
But I can tell you I'd love to see you buried

This is the saddest, saddest song you'll ever hear
This is the saddest, saddest song you'll ever hear

Thank you very much

Radio controlled robot

Don’t cry anymore
I’m not worth it
nothing
nothing’s a waste of time
do this do that
do almost anything
I’ve had enough
I think not success
begging pleading
knees are bleeding
I’m your radio
radio controlled robot
bite if off chew it up
these paper mache fabrications
drunken elephants
elastic imaginations
I’m your radio
radio controlled robot
and I don’t want to be like that
no I don’t want to be controlled
slap me in the face
punch me in the face
just to see a damn reaction
I’m stupid foolish
better not go and ruin this
I’m your radio
radio controlled robot
fuddled up
muddled up
words so confusing
anorexic happy
feels like I’m always losing
I’m your radio
radio controlled robot.

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