Method to the Madness Songtext
von The Wombats

Stumbling through the Gothic Quarter streets
No booking code means no hotel guarantee
Tie done wrong and plastic shoes
A professional learns from all of their rookie moves

There must be some method to the madness, method to the madness
Still, I don′t wanna know
Just one more smile and then I'll go

There must be some method to the madness

Tourist traps and museum food
Saying thanks in a language that′s never been used
This could be a holiday or an intersection
Where two roads fuse, where two roads fuse

There must be some method to the madness, method to the madness
Still, I don't wanna know
Just one last smile and then I'll go


There must be some method to the madness, method to the madness
Stop, I don′t need to know
There must be some method to the madness

Fuck my sadness, and fuck your roleplay
No construction, I′ll build it my own way
No more subscribing and no reviews
Fuck our options and fuck the life plan
No more worry, I've killed it with both hands
Just give me something to light the fuse

Fuck my sadness, and fuck your roleplay
No construction, I′ll build it my own way
No more subscribing, no reviews
Fuck our options and fuck the life plan
No more worry, I've killed it with both hands
Just give me something to light the fuse


Fuck my sadness, and fuck your roleplay
No construction, I′ll build it my own way
No more subscribing, no reviews
Fuck our options and fuck the life plan
No more worry, I've killed it with both hands
Just give me something to light the fuse