Typical Songtext
von Frazier Chorus

on the window sill, my elbows numb,
as i heard the door go and saw your car.
as it glides on to the road,
double-glazed to dumbness,
sodding off and i cant hear you go,
and thats typical.


there you sit, in the driving seat,
and your teeth chew gum though your lips dont move,
you got the dial for the heater up high,
and your eyes have moved to the corny sky,
but you see clear through, and thats typical of you.

its nearly four now i cant see your car anymore,
so i close my eyes with my eyelids,
packed like a coiled spring
and set to jump at anything,
so well prepared to make a fuss,
and thats typical of us.

and thats typical
and thats typical
and thats typical
and thats typical