Tonight the birds are watching me Do they have more important things to do?
What of hearts in diamonds? Oh, I don't understand I don't understand
Into Maxim's, we will see them walk Will they eat a piece of cheese, or will they talk? When they're loud enough, we can hear their words By night we are inquisitory birds Some nights we are asked if we ever tire Of gazing at their heels and everyday desires Remember every dewy tale written of their loves? Compare them to the ones they touch in front of us
We do not dance a story for you Gil Blas bored whispers awakening the beast in me
Go! Find your feet (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Drink some blood, say it to my face If you wanna be starting something If you wanna be starting something
Into Maxim's, we will see them walk Will they eat a piece of cheese, or will they talk? When they're loud enough, we can hear their words By night we are inquisitory birds Some nights we are asked if we ever tire Of gazing at their heels and everyday desires Remember every dewy tale written of their loves? Compare them to the ones they touch in front of us
Compositor: Julia HolterPublicado em 2013ECAD verificado fonograma #6227985 em 16/Mai/2024