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Scriptspeak
05:14
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VERSE:
I crash into town and stagger
Over the dust of my windshield
And a knife of a smile flickers over my face
And then, it's gone
Initially there is a silence
But then I begin to notice more
CHORUS:
Watch out, for my script speak
Watch out, for my script speak
VERSE:
In the distance I hear the white noise of an involuntary audience
And for a moment I feel a part of some captivating performance
And a camera snaps to about 30 centimeters from my face
CHORUS:
Watch out, for my script speak
Watch out, for my script speak
Watch out, for my script speak
Watch out, for my script speak
BRIDGE:
I turn and I look
I turn and I look
I turn and I look
I turn and I look. And I look at my watch.
I turn and I look. And I look at my watch.
I turn and I look. And I look at my watch
OUTRO:
Lying on the sofa
I cannot bring myself to speak
A cartoon is on the telly
Bags up, coats up
Jocks. Jocks, Jokes.
Ahhhhhhhh, there! Ol' Faithful
Oh yeah? Is he here?
He's parking the car
I brought her here for a reason, mate.
It's a fetish night.
It's a fetish night.
It's a night fetish.
It's a night fetish.
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2. |
Suburban Messiah
03:04
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a suburban messiah
took the road less desired
took a left past judea
two hands held deep in prayer
a watchful messiah
didn't wallow in the mire
blessed the streets where he lived
holy water well rinsed
dressed in white by your side
a little undesired
there they go from the unbemused
he'll watch them from the pews
turns the water into beer
just dont expect a share
son of god, king of man
theyre not the biggest fan
a suburban messiah
took control of the choir
made them sing something pestilent
i recall from the testament
a confident messiah
threw the bible in the fire
started writing something new
based on recent news
oh sweet mother mary
awoke there on the prarie
heard the deeds of her son
got ready left at once
a runaway messiah
caught a glimpse down the wire
took a train to the mines
left this world far behind
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3. |
Tijuana
04:49
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I saw you in carpark
talking to that guy
his hands were drapped in velvet
and I could tell from your smile
that I was just a memory
no longer central, to your mind
but that night
in tjuana
i fell in love with yr eyes
standing by the jetty with you by my side
well do you think about
that night that we spent
holding hands
and just talking
watching 12 angry men
you i know i often just wonder,
where i went so wrong
but i
i tjuwant ya
i tijuwant ya so bad
do you?
tijuant me too?
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