Sick of drugs and dancing feet Sick of bars where people meet Smell of crotch and sheets not clean Hairy men in magazines Every city looks the same Running from the threat of rain Pillow talk that's just for one Saturday get nothing done
Lie to me, It takes less time To drink you pretty Lie to me, It takes less time To drink you pretty
Human seas of apathy Nuclear catastrophe Jumbos crash into the ground Governments sleep safe and sound Mornings glisten cold and bright Organs stolen every night Can of beans and fast bouquet Double jackpot give away
Lie to me It takes less time To drink you pretty Lie to me, It takes less time To drink you pretty