Watching all the women shaking, slimmin' Walking down the road again Looking at the lovers under covers Come in and let's be friends Watching all the
schizo every so psycho kickin' at an old tin can I feel real like a man, like a woman, like a woman, like a man I make dead space feel like a head case
I love that deafening thundering sound That sounds like buildings tumbling down And people wish that they weren't around When we all rock and roll into
We got a love that is cold as stone We got a love from our violent home We got a love and it got no name We kiss our love with lips like pain We got
Tears on a pillow Eyes on the phone You pour all the love that you keep it inside Into a song Like 'He's gone' These are the thoughts that you keep it
So give me head, give me head Give me head, music instead You know oh, is it all in the mind? Give me head, give me head Give me head, music instead
Watch the early morning sun Drip like blood from the day See the crazy people run So many games to play See the blue suburban dream Under the jet plane
Draw the blinds and watch the show Heard it on the radio Saw it on the news today Heard the lonely people say There's a great big crack In the Union
She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse And she going where the lights are on She shaking obscene like a fucking machine And she's gone, gone, gone
Open up my hearts and see what's inside Take a look inside me, inside my mind And you'll see my hearts is broken too 'Cause I've seen the real you Images
Slipping through the city sliding train to train Sulking on the subway music in our brain She and me together in the city sound Me and Mona Lisa on
She's the face on the radio She's the body on the mornin' show And she's there shaking it out on the scene And she's the color of a magazine And she's
style And there's a blankness in your smile And the people in the park Say you're down And the strangers in the dark Say you're down And the piss heads
翻訳: スエード. ヘッドの音楽.
So give me head, give me head, give me head music instead, You know oh is it all in the mind? Give me head, give me head, give me head music instead,
I feel schitzo everso psycho, Kicking at an old tin can, I feel real like a man, like a woman, like a woman, like a man I make deadspace feel like a head
: Watching all the women shaping, slimming Walking down the roads again Looking at the lovers under covers, come in and let's be friends Watching all
: We got a love that's as cold as stone We got a love from a violent home We got a love that ain't got no name We kiss our love with lips like pain We
