Howard Devoto - Cold Imagination | Текст песни

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• Cold Imagination

Hey, I'm freezing, I can't give in an inch
Am I dreaming? Did I feel a pinch?
Hey, I'm freezing, icicles are on the vine
This ice age, it could finish off Frankenstein
Sheets of ice over every machine
From election day to halloween
Am I acting badly in some bad dream?
Please pull me out of this Arctic ditch
Crush the winter, throw the switch
Burn my ticket to the satellite fridge
Get me out of my cold imagination
Get me out of my cold imagination
Let me out, I've got a cold imagination
Through and through
Hey, I'm freezing, no news of a thaw
I don't know anyone I telephone any more
Hey, I'm freezing, I can't give in to you one inch
I'm freezing, Did I dream I felt a pinch?
An avalanche buries the bridge
While scornful eyes on a windswept ridge
Peer down at me in cold storage
But underneath this everlasting frost
The best will in the world is lost
His fingers too cold to count the cost
Get me out of my cold imagination
Let me out, I've got a cold imagination
Through and through

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