Talk Radio Songtext
von Tom The Lion

In a still world I still meet for lunch
Trying to fall in love with every kind of girl
Trying to pin it on anyone half-likely
I′m reinvented
I'm an athlete with a tennis racket
What do you think
Do you know the power you have over me
Did our eyes meet
Does it really matter
It′s electro shock therapy at it's most basic level

I suppress any unflattering characteristics


There's a ton of faces I can round up
Or round down
Depending on my mood
We all look the same and nothing much alike
And every variation
If I can build a life through the crack I can fit through
Then can you squeeze through the crack too?

I suppress any unflattering characteristics

And go to bed with talk radio spilling it′s guts on air
Just go to be with a perfect stranger

A pair of blue eyes in a forest of body parts
And disembodied souls
It all points north, I could lose control
I drip with the sweat
Down the wooden clad
Break it off at knees and ankles
Fizzy soluble aspirin evening

I suppress any unflattering characteristics

And go to bed with talk radio spilling it′s guts on air
Just go to be with a perfect stranger