lunes, 25 de agosto de 2008

RadioHead

Life in a glasshouse



Once again, she is smashing up her house again.
She is throwing things through windows,
she is mad at someone else again,
it is now a broken home.

Once again, I am so low with my only friend.
he is smashing up his house again,
you are throwing things at me again
and I'm wrecked up all inside.

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat.
Of course I'd like to sit here and chew the fat.
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat
but someone's listening in.

There I'm home, once the feet inside shout it out.
Once a beating when I make my way out.
Once a beating when I'm home inside.
There is nothing wrong at all.

Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat.
Of course I'd like to sit here and chew the fat.
Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat.
but someone's listening in.

Only-only-only-only-only-only-only-only-only-only....
There's someone listening in .

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