Living your life like you
He doesn
Under my thumb like a bone and a nail,
She
Live your life, under machine guns,
Canary down a mine
Maybe I
Spoiling my broth like a radio kid,
Programme computes to as mind
Waving my luck, under your nose,
Like I found a four-leaf clover.
Live your life under machine guns,
Canary down a mine
Maybe I
So the mirrors face the wall,
Don
And I catch you when you fall,
But you
Do you need it anymore?
Do you need a little more?
Maybe I
Turn the mirrors face the wall,
Don
And I catch you when you fall,
But you
Do you need it anymore?
Do you need a little more?
