Mercury Songtext
von Absynthe Minded
Mercury Songtext
I′m here to beat mercury
He's living up to a promise
He made to himself
Now he won′t break it
His reason's like a drunken fit
He makes you go and change your hair
There's broken glass everywhere
Spit it up
What will you do?
(Don′t you know what you want?)
But if it all falls true
(Don′t you know what you want?)
You still don't have a clue
(Don′t you know what you want?)
It's coming down on you
(Don′t you know what you want?)
I'm here to meet mercury
He′s gonna put everything back in its right place
I'm sure he will
His breath smells like gasoline
His eyes are red, his hair is green
He's the ugliest man you′ve ever seen
Spit it up
What will you do?
(Don′t you know what you want?)
But if it all falls true
(Don't you know what you want?)
You still don′t have a clue
(Don't you know what you want?)
It′s coming down on you
(Don't you know what you want?)
The old man
Sitting out shy
On a bench
In the shadow
The little girl
With her bike
Boys don′t play movies
I'm on the sidewalks
Smoking my pipe
Reading the paper
Oh
Standing tall...
The old man
Sitting out shy
On a bench
In the shadow
The little girl
With her bike
Boys don't play movies
I′m on the sidewalks
Smoking my pipe
Reading the paper
Standing tall...
He's living up to a promise
He made to himself
Now he won′t break it
His reason's like a drunken fit
He makes you go and change your hair
There's broken glass everywhere
Spit it up
What will you do?
(Don′t you know what you want?)
But if it all falls true
(Don′t you know what you want?)
You still don't have a clue
(Don′t you know what you want?)
It's coming down on you
(Don′t you know what you want?)
I'm here to meet mercury
He′s gonna put everything back in its right place
I'm sure he will
His breath smells like gasoline
His eyes are red, his hair is green
He's the ugliest man you′ve ever seen
Spit it up
What will you do?
(Don′t you know what you want?)
But if it all falls true
(Don't you know what you want?)
You still don′t have a clue
(Don't you know what you want?)
It′s coming down on you
(Don't you know what you want?)
The old man
Sitting out shy
On a bench
In the shadow
The little girl
With her bike
Boys don′t play movies
I'm on the sidewalks
Smoking my pipe
Reading the paper
Oh
Standing tall...
The old man
Sitting out shy
On a bench
In the shadow
The little girl
With her bike
Boys don't play movies
I′m on the sidewalks
Smoking my pipe
Reading the paper
Standing tall...
Writer(s): Bert Ward Frans Ostyn, Jan Duthoy, Renaud Ghilbert, Jakob Nachtergaele, Sergej Van Bouwel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com