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Talking Heads – Swamp lyrics
Now lemme tell you a story
The devil he has a plan
A bag o' bones in his pocket
Got anything you want
No dust no rocks
The whole thing is over
All these beauties in solid motion
All those beauties, they're gonna swallow you up
Lets go
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi,
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
One time too many
Too far to go
Hi... we're gonna take you home
And when they split those atoms
It's hotter than the sun
Burnin' a special substance
They gonna pray for that man
So wake up young lovers
The whole thing is over
Watch out touch monkeys
All that blood, they gonna swallow you whole
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
So soft, hard feelings
No tricks, Lets go
Hi - We come to take you home
How many people do you think I am
Pretending I'm somebody else
You can pretend I'm and old millionaire
A millionaire washing his hands
Rattle of bones, dreams that stick out
A medical chart on the wall
Soft violins and hands touch your throat
Ev'ryone wants to explode
And when your hands get dirty
Nobody knows you at all
Don't have a window to slip out of
Lights on, nobody home
Click click- see ya later
Beta beta- no time to rest
Peeka peeka- risky business
All that blood, they were covered in mess.
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
The devil he has a plan
A bag o' bones in his pocket
Got anything you want
No dust no rocks
The whole thing is over
All these beauties in solid motion
All those beauties, they're gonna swallow you up
Lets go
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi,
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
One time too many
Too far to go
Hi... we're gonna take you home
And when they split those atoms
It's hotter than the sun
Burnin' a special substance
They gonna pray for that man
So wake up young lovers
The whole thing is over
Watch out touch monkeys
All that blood, they gonna swallow you whole
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
So soft, hard feelings
No tricks, Lets go
Hi - We come to take you home
How many people do you think I am
Pretending I'm somebody else
You can pretend I'm and old millionaire
A millionaire washing his hands
Rattle of bones, dreams that stick out
A medical chart on the wall
Soft violins and hands touch your throat
Ev'ryone wants to explode
And when your hands get dirty
Nobody knows you at all
Don't have a window to slip out of
Lights on, nobody home
Click click- see ya later
Beta beta- no time to rest
Peeka peeka- risky business
All that blood, they were covered in mess.
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
Hi
Hi hi hi hi hi
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