You've been caught In the middle of a wedding crash We are lost in a ritual Of all the late craze of jazz
All we need is a wrecking ball With shredded grass To strafe slowly round my shoulders No, I never get tired of red
Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh
I never said I was soft Although I feel it sometimes We don't know when enough is enough Of telling you Can we switch this all off and disregard it? 'cause of all of our religions And our faraway dreams
We are caught in the middle of a dreaded farce Running in circles, pushing squares Got my triangle close to my heart
All we need is a wrecking ball With shredded glass To strafe slowly round my shoulders No, I never get tired of red
Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh
I never said I was soft Although I feel it sometimes We don't know when enough is enough Of telling you Can we switch this all off and disregard it? 'cause of all of our religions And our faraway dreams
I never said I was soft Although I feel it sometimes We don't know when enough is enough Of telling you Can we switch this all off and disregard it? 'cause of all of our religions And our faraway dreams
All of our religions in our faraway dreams
I never said I was soft Although I feel it sometimes We don't know when enough is enough Of telling you Can we switch this all off and disregard it? 'cause of all of our religions And our faraway dreams
I never said I was soft Although I feel it sometimes We don't know when enough is enough Of telling you Can we switch this all off and disregard it? 'cause of all of our religions and dreams
Compositor: Simon Alexander Neil (Simon Neil) (PRS)Editor: Kobalt Music Copyrights LtdECAD verificado obra #22017331 em 24/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM