Soulwax

Time and time again
translation seems to sabotage
the words
you know what is said
is not what is heard
Damn this mean device
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries
It's the pinnacle of what is cynical
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you hear what i say but
it comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you say what i see still
you speak in different tongues
Don't act like a fool
It makes you so uncool and
that's what it does best
'cause if anything
it's just a temper-test
Fill in your own words
yeah
1-800 Dial-to-be-heard
It's the pinnacle
of what is typical
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you hear what i say
but it comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
you say what i see still
you speak in different tongues
.......
clap your hands and you know what to do...
my ears attend to you...
as people listen intently...
can you copy?....
do you receive?...
do you receive?...
Damn this mean device
It makes a whispering man sound as if he cries,
Saturday
saturday, oh saturday
how cruel of you to go away
you turn us on and you don't even have the decency to stay
we think that we're so cool
and make the others drool
walking like a chameleon
turn around and turn me on and make that sound you do so well 'cause
i'm not dancing i'm just shifting weight
i thought that you could tell
we think that we're so cool
and make the others drool
talking like a chameleon
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
neon claws and drama queens agree to like the local band
everyone is smoking filter cigarettes all over again
we think that we're so cool
and make the others drool
walking like a chameleon
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
SOMETIMES love KILLS TIME
IT JUST MIGHT TONIGHT
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When logics die
And the place of sadness
I occupy with dignity
was left like a dream among stones
and the words that you spill
from the mouth that you fill
they abandon their grace and fatigue
oh, to feel without touching
and speak without talking
you'll spill
the tissues of lies
how I wish we could mend this
or learn how to throw away
as we look for someone to blame
love's been denied
don't be polite
I owe u nothing
when logics die
I'm the orgy and the distant cool
the friend you will never fool
i like the way you oppose me
let the last thoughtd languish
and try and distinguish
you'll spill the tissues of lies
how I wish we could mend this
or learn how to throw away
as we look for someone to blame
love's been denied
don't be polite
I owe u nothing
when logics die
Much against evryone's advice
I
seem to have a history
at missing the point
at this stuff
apparently
very absentmindedly
I care
but never enough
for
..
you
TIIIIIIIIIME-to set the record straight
TIIIIIIIIIME-to stop communicating
please anticipate
AND I'M TRYING TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS I WRITE
AND I'M LIVING THE LIE THAT I CANNOT SATISFY
MUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICE
I'M STILL TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING
faith
cheated me of everything
but I laughed until
I stopped
publicly
very, very openly
I sat alone with my thoughts
for
..
you
TIIIIIIIIIME-to set the record straight
TIIIIIIIIIME-to stop communicating
please anticipate
AND I'M TRYING TO COMPREHEND THE THINGS I WRITE
AND I'M LIVING THE LIE THAT I CANNOT SATISFY
MUCH AGAINST EVERYONE'S ADVICE
I'M STILL TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING I'M TRYING
Overweight karate kid
Like an overweight karate
kid you could moonwalk over my heart
using candour as painkiller
tastes like vanilla to me
occasionally
someone please make go home, I'm
the worst at being alone
just tell me I ought to watch
INFOMERCIALS FOR LOVE
and buy all of their trust
saturdays have shown us I'm not
the world's most talkative guy
you say it's fine
but I can always try and answer
with amplified anger, and
then cry inside
someone please make go home, I'm
the worst at being alone
just tell me I ought to watch
INFOMERCIALS FOR LOVE
and buy all of their trust
Proverbial pants
Don't let this heart pollute you
cross your legs and hope to die, 'cause
saturday night was god's way
of telling me I ought to