They Called Me Mr. Glass Songtext
von Moonraker
They Called Me Mr. Glass Songtext
And I′ve woke up in a kitchen before
Not knowing how I ended up on the tile floor
I've been drunk and I′ve been crazy
I've been living life so dangerously
Yeah I've been drinking
You′ve been waiting patiently
And I′ve woke up in pieces
On more than a few occasions
On abandoned ships with bandaged wrists
After days with no communication
David Beckham ain't got shit on me
This bender′s gonna last another week
But you still wrap me in your gauze
And pull the thorns from my paw
'Cause I′m always so fragile
Always just so goddamn breakable
Somehow you make the bleeding stop
And I've woke up in a foxhole once or twice
In a bandit′s hat in a bathtub full of ice
I'm always up in arms
All I wanted was to wake up in your arms
I bet that that would be nice
But I suppose this futon will suffice
Wrap me in your gauze
And pull the thorns from my paw
'Cause I′m always so flammable
Just so goddamn combustible
Somehow you put me out in one drop
And the cooler containing my kidney has a bottle and two flutes
Of champagne for me and you
Yeah the cooler containing my kidney is filled with
Moderately priced champagne for two
And the cooler containing my kidney has a bottle and two flutes
Of champagne for me and you
And the cooler with my heart in a tinfoil swan
Has gotta be somewhere around here too
Not knowing how I ended up on the tile floor
I've been drunk and I′ve been crazy
I've been living life so dangerously
Yeah I've been drinking
You′ve been waiting patiently
And I′ve woke up in pieces
On more than a few occasions
On abandoned ships with bandaged wrists
After days with no communication
David Beckham ain't got shit on me
This bender′s gonna last another week
But you still wrap me in your gauze
And pull the thorns from my paw
'Cause I′m always so fragile
Always just so goddamn breakable
Somehow you make the bleeding stop
And I've woke up in a foxhole once or twice
In a bandit′s hat in a bathtub full of ice
I'm always up in arms
All I wanted was to wake up in your arms
I bet that that would be nice
But I suppose this futon will suffice
Wrap me in your gauze
And pull the thorns from my paw
'Cause I′m always so flammable
Just so goddamn combustible
Somehow you put me out in one drop
And the cooler containing my kidney has a bottle and two flutes
Of champagne for me and you
Yeah the cooler containing my kidney is filled with
Moderately priced champagne for two
And the cooler containing my kidney has a bottle and two flutes
Of champagne for me and you
And the cooler with my heart in a tinfoil swan
Has gotta be somewhere around here too
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