Papier-Maché Eyes Songtext
von Husky
Papier-Maché Eyes Songtext
I missed you down at Red Bluff Bay
Billie said she saw you walking away
With some guy she didn′t know
I waited a while but you never showed
I followed your footprints, they led me to the sea
You said "summer nights got me mischievous"
Your mischief, Mary, got me starting shit
I'm ′bout as friendly tonight as a scorpion sting
I took a shot but I missed everything
I never even saw him coming
You drew me a map back to your street
I caught a train to the eagle's eye
It was my birthday and for the life of me I couldn't eat
On the way back it started to rain
Your map in my pocket just melted away
I made papier-mâché eyes
I came to in the nest of eyes
A buzzing swarm of where′s and why′s
Someone said "you should call the police"
I said "Bill, help me to my feet"
It's ok, I had it coming
I broke three promises already
I kissed a girl
Dragged a smoke
Bought a bottle even though I was broke and clean
We made our way to Romantica
Stopped at party on the south side
And I saw your papier-mâché eyes
Well sometimes a man gets to thinking ′bout the big things in the small hours
I don't want to assume but I guess that sometimes a woman does too
(Insert question mark)
And sometimes a man gets to wondering if he′s fallen from the height of his powers
And a woman looks him square in the eye and tells him it's indubitably true
Love, is that you?
Love, I can′t do this
I can't do this again
Love, is that you?
Love, just say when you've had enough
I′ve had enough
Billie said she saw you walking away
With some guy she didn′t know
I waited a while but you never showed
I followed your footprints, they led me to the sea
You said "summer nights got me mischievous"
Your mischief, Mary, got me starting shit
I'm ′bout as friendly tonight as a scorpion sting
I took a shot but I missed everything
I never even saw him coming
You drew me a map back to your street
I caught a train to the eagle's eye
It was my birthday and for the life of me I couldn't eat
On the way back it started to rain
Your map in my pocket just melted away
I made papier-mâché eyes
I came to in the nest of eyes
A buzzing swarm of where′s and why′s
Someone said "you should call the police"
I said "Bill, help me to my feet"
It's ok, I had it coming
I broke three promises already
I kissed a girl
Dragged a smoke
Bought a bottle even though I was broke and clean
We made our way to Romantica
Stopped at party on the south side
And I saw your papier-mâché eyes
Well sometimes a man gets to thinking ′bout the big things in the small hours
I don't want to assume but I guess that sometimes a woman does too
(Insert question mark)
And sometimes a man gets to wondering if he′s fallen from the height of his powers
And a woman looks him square in the eye and tells him it's indubitably true
Love, is that you?
Love, I can′t do this
I can't do this again
Love, is that you?
Love, just say when you've had enough
I′ve had enough
Writer(s): Jules Richard Pascoe, Gideon Preiss, Husky Gawenda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com