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Stereolab

Nothing To Do With Me

 

Nothing To Do With Me

(альбом: Sound-Dust - 2001)


Absurd and sensible
Quite unacceptable
Let go, pull your leg off
Control, out of control

It's the bed-wetting thing
That brought us here, Doctor
It's the bed-wetting thing

You tripped, dog on a leash
You had never noticed

Nothing to do with me
Says he weeing his feet

Well, it won't go away overnight
But it will go away in the end

You did such a great job
With the boiler last time
Please can you mend my baby
He hasn't moved for three weeks

Don't they use coffins
When they are that small
I don't want lizards
Boring my house

Sir, my chin has been
Getting rather hot lately
So lick your chin stand on a
Tall building in the stiff breeze

Don't know what to do
It's Saturday night
I seek good advice
From who knows what's right

Why don't you ring friends
And go for a few drinks
And then go see a movie

Did you prescribe my daughter a pound of heroin
I'm sorry, I can't see, I think I've blinded myself
Did you prescribe my daughter a pound of heroin
I'm sorry, I can't see, I think I've blinded myself

It isn't a spot
It is a baby
You're not a doctor
You're a wanker

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