CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Radio Waves - 2020 Mix
Sally with black pigtails eating her mind away
Something of narcoleptic
Sleeping in microwaves and saving the live stocks
Apparently free of depression
Nobody asked but she's openly naked
And she's a queen of the sound system
(But she is not there for long)
Thoughts in a deep canyon red as the iron curtain
Feeling like helpless dogs
(Feeling like helpless dogs)
Suddenly hearing whispers
She is the answer to my
Problems but not for long
Suddenly hearing whispers
She is the answer to my
Problems but not for long (Da-da-da-da-da-da)
I'm a bruise in your strep thoat
I'm a motherf**king queen of anarachy
Circulation of materialistic blokes
Here to make you feel okay
Pure destruction, pure destruction
Is what we crave
Never cared about the system
Now we're sitting, now we're sitting
It's up in flames
Now I plan, now I plan to miss ya
Signing on, [?] [nightmare?]
is all I do
Never even learned to count to
One, two, three
Now, what's a fellow like that to do?
Right here's the nightmare, yeah
Right here's the nightmare, yeah
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio waves
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio waves
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio waves
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio wa-
Something of narcoleptic
Sleeping in microwaves and saving the live stocks
Apparently free of depression
Nobody asked but she's openly naked
And she's a queen of the sound system
(But she is not there for long)
Thoughts in a deep canyon red as the iron curtain
Feeling like helpless dogs
(Feeling like helpless dogs)
Suddenly hearing whispers
She is the answer to my
Problems but not for long
Suddenly hearing whispers
She is the answer to my
Problems but not for long (Da-da-da-da-da-da)
I'm a bruise in your strep thoat
I'm a motherf**king queen of anarachy
Circulation of materialistic blokes
Here to make you feel okay
Pure destruction, pure destruction
Is what we crave
Never cared about the system
Now we're sitting, now we're sitting
It's up in flames
Now I plan, now I plan to miss ya
Signing on, [?] [nightmare?]
is all I do
Never even learned to count to
One, two, three
Now, what's a fellow like that to do?
Right here's the nightmare, yeah
Right here's the nightmare, yeah
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio waves
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio waves
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio waves
You a**ume that I'm not in the radio wa-
