Artist: The Soft Boys
Song: song no 4
We arrive and you go
Neither fast or too slow
We are watching all the papers
But I wish to God they'd say what they're doing when it comes here
Mmm, the girls are so smooth
You, your youth
All your visions collapsed
You expect it back in facts
But please don't do it again
Oh, why don't you ever come and talk to me I'll concentrate hard on
whatever you say
Here comes the musket with all its brace
I know that it can take all it wishes when it's here
I get it made made in a ____
So you go and you're gone
Only us lingers on
There there is no acceptance like the past
And I always see from my point of view
You just never listen and talk to me even if I smell you wouldn't say
You just stand and listen and talk to me you don't even concentrate on what
you say
No, you and your fingers just sit there and fiddle with me you never speak
about what you'd smell if you could hear me
Drain
(Yeah, Click over, Click over, That's it then, Right, That's it then, Yeah,
Do you wanna play it?)
