DEUS - Morticiachair Lyrics
now, let's talk about the timei had this morticiachairin my apartmentright there in front of the living roomas an open invitation to strangers.(a cold machine might show)smiling like a facewaiting for a telephone callof a beloved felineshe is in a state and it's californiashe's been there for quite a whilei've got no presents (x2)drop the phone take the plane and come back home again (x5)she knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x2)by the time of my second car crash i got totally wiredlike in the days i cut myself up with a razor-bladeoh nostalgialost myself in so many waysi didn't know what to think of himah, maybe i think to much, i don't think sofell madly in love with a couple of beautiful earsit's only a variationhad long and boring conversations about nothingtalked so much i bored myself to deathand the more i talk, the more i turn into a vegetablegod i'm such a foolshe knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x4)i'll behave won't you shame me |i'm into deep, won't you shame me |(x2)taste of orangeorangelittle christi'm in her bath-tub, consultedconsulted (x3)she knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x4)i'll behave won't you shame me |i'm into deep, won't you shame me |(x4)information !information !i'm bored !bored !information
