The Quiet One

(álbum: The Second Three Years - 2011)

What kind of drugs have you done tonight?
'Cause you've got a face like a lava light
Gong bell and the bats in the belfry banging
I can't ever tell what you're thinking
She gets upset by the setting sun,
And I like you, my little quiet one

I like you
I like when you're quiet

Chitty chatter chat that's the hardest part
And I never knew a real performance artist
But there's a mean streak in your flower basket
I had a question I could never ask it
And I'm as friendly as they come
But I like you, my little quiet one

I like you
I like when you're quiet

I like you
Well I like when you're quiet

I'm gonna tie you up
Grind you up
To keep you here for me, my dear
I want to make you part of my collection
I Want this sturdy little wonder,
Thunder or touch you
But I hope that it never ends

Join the circle and the conversation
Do you need to know me to know my destination
But I'm leaving out the chairs, and the clothes, and the house
But I need someone who cares if I'm around
You can measure my language by the ton,
But I like you, my little quiet one

I like you
I like when you're quiet
I like you
Well I like when you're quiet
I like you
Well I like when you're quiet