Therapy? - Whilst I pursue my way unharmed (Suicide pact - you first 1999) | Текст песни

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I've left my tiny home
[?]
The tiny one
The tiny one
With the garden in disarray
All this on my thank-you list
(Find/fun) nothing
Here comes a big green one

Strike me down
With my body and mind synchronised
Let the wicked fall into the traps of the insects
Whilst I pursue my way unharmed
Someone for one
Hippos are sensitive to sounds
From my hearing they can hear rocks below us
Elephants also
Elephants also pick up my
Yes
Oh, yes

Think dirt
Think dirt
Think dirt

Small boy
Ronald Reagan

Whoops-a-daisy
Whoops-a-daisy

The reason I can't sleep at night
The thoughts of this room as me and you
Justify the whole and all I can't name chords on tape

[?]
She's only weak
Her mother was torn to smitherines
Once a couple moved to Australia
So the youngsters wouldn't know they have seen
Green land everywhere
Green land everywhere

There's a gentleman eating his (soil) as I fucking speak
Yeah
I'm gonna flick through the [?] you fucking [?]

Thank you for Vietnam
Thank you for Vietnam

Right, come on, this is [?] the fucking
Sing here, come on
Get these fucking pages sorted out for boys and girls
Come on
Yeah

Thank you for Vietnam

A step forward or a step behind?
I don't know, no, I just don't know
To the deepest part of the ocean
Below the ocean or behind the sky
I don't know, no, I just don't know
Am I finding somebody to help me
Or am I loosing my mind?
I don't know, no, I just don't know
I can't sleep [?] wake up (or that one) before

I still don't know, man
There's a fire in the (hole)
There's a fire in the (hole)
There's a fire in the (hole)
There's a fire in the (hole)
There's a fire in the (hole)
There's a fire in the (hole)
There's a fire in the (hole)

(Now I'm /You) gonna follow? (what's causing this fucking??)
Let's go, let's fucking move it
But I've got
I've got the remote control in my right hand and microphone in my left
That doesn't, right, OK, just gonna fucking go for it
And I'll shoot (your/through) fucking walls

Thank you for Vietnam
Thank you for Vietnam

Argh
Believe it or not, doesn't matter
Give it back, give it back
That's the one
I am God, yes
[?] some lateral thinking [?]
Fuck me
No way (I will tell you)
I want more [?]

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