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Pussyfooting Setting sun Make a wish that weighs a ton There are no handles for you to hold No understanding where it goes Jealousy In technicolor Fear by name Love by numbers Streetlight amber Wanderlust Hide her in a Blunderbuss

Despair to the point till they provoke The punchline before they have told the joke The sheer desperation to be scene/seen Staring at the television screen Despair to the point where they provoke You to tell the fucking punchline before

Your love is like a studded leather headlock Your kiss it could put creases in the rain You’re rarer than a can of dandelion and burdock And those other girls are just post mix lemonade Suck it and see You

It´s ever so funny, I don´t think you´re special I don´t think you´re cool You´re just probably alreyt, but under these lights you look beautiful But I´m struggling, I can´t see through your fake tan And you know it for

She’s Thunderstorms Lying on her front Up against the wall She’s Thunderstorms I’ve been feeling foolish You should try it She came and substituted the peace and quiet for acrobatic blood, flow, concertina Cheating heartbeat Rapid fire She’s Thunderstorms Lying

Fools on parade cavort and carry on For waiting eyes That you would rather be beside than in front of But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares She swam out of tonight’s phantasm Grabbed my

Up rolled the riot van And sparked excitement in the boys But the policemen look annoyed Perhaps these are ones they should avoid They got a chase last night from men with truncheon?s dressed in hats They didn´t do that

Ask if we can have six in, if not we´ll have to have 2 You´re coming up our end aren?t you? So I´ll get one with you Oh won´t he let us have six in? especially not with the food

Topless models doing semaphore Wave their flags as she walks by and get ignored Illuminations on a rainy day When she walks her footsteps sing a reckless serenade I’ve been trying to figure out exactly what it is I mean

Tricking through the morning, The tramp with the trampoline under his arm, Shifts past your whiskers, So spark is a charm with the barking alarm, Weighs coil ‘til the corner is turned. And the bicycle wheels, all struggle to move

I was biting the time zone, And we embellish the banks of our bloodstreams, And threw caution to the colourful Then we fell asleep in the car, Until the bumps woke me up in your grip And the tide took

I etched the face of a stopwatch On the back of a raindrop And did a swap for the sand in an hourglass. I heard the nun happy ending it sort of sounds like you’re leaving I heard the piledriver

I´ve seen your eyes as they fix on me what is he doing what on earth is the Plan has he got one You better give me some pointers since you are the big rocket launcher and I´m just the

In a foreign place, the saving grace was the feeling, That it was a heart that he was stealing, Oh he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement, The eyes are bright he couldnt wait to get away, I