 | A Fine Frenzy Bomb in a Birdcage Released in 2009 |
You should be wilder, you're no fun at all
Yeah, thanks for the input
Thanks for the call
With dull knives and white hands
The blood of a stone
Cold to the touch, right
Right down the bone
But you give me the electric twist and it kicks like kicks like a pony
And true, you might get away with it
It's a risk, it's a risk yeah
Picked from a hot grove, packaged for sale
It drips down the sleeve
Gets under your nails
A loss of the senses
A chip off a tooth
The smells of the city
They ride in your suit
He says don't think don't talk
Don't think
Don't think don't talk
Don't think
Don't think don't talk
But I don't think I want to
'cause you give me the electric twist and it kicks and it kicks like a pony
And true, you might run away with it, it's a risk it's a risk yeah
Because it kicks yeah
It really kicks yeah
And the touch of your lips it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist
And the touch of your lips it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist
And the touch of your lips it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist
And the touch of your lips it's a shock not a kiss
It's electric twist, it's electric twist
He says don't think don't talk don't think
Don't think don't talk don't think
Don't think don't talk
But I don't think I want to
'cause you give me the electric twist and it kicks and it kicks yeah
And true, letcha get away with it, it's a risk it's a risk yeah
You might get away with it
It's a risk yeah
But it kicks yeah
It really kicks yeah
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