Year Of The Cat

(álbum: Lovey - 1990)

Everything is clicking, things are locking into place
It's like clockwork and I'm stood sitting again, staring at your eyes, your eyes
I put my eye out come to see things half as well
I suppose it's time to try and put my ear against a shell myself I'm not simple

You're so sweet it tickles
Yeah

It's all so clinical, clinical, so clinical, clinical

Peeling paint to understand why it's falling off
Grab my hand and kiss it baby, try and call a stop
I put my eye out come to see things half as well
My clothes are finally dry and I place them on myself, myself I'm not sinful

You're so sweet it tickles
Yeah

It's all so clinical, it's clinical, it's all so clinical, clinical

All these things in my way
There are things in my way
All these things in my way
Things in my way