Mandy Moore - Senses Working Overtime Lyrics
One, two, three, four, five!hey, hey,The clouds are whey.There's straw for the donkeys,And the innocents can all sleep safely,All sleep safely.My, my,Sun is pie.There's fodder for the cannons,And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,All sleep safely.And all the world is football-shapedIt's just for me to kick in spaceAnd i can see, hear, smell, touch, tasteAnd i've got one, two, three, four, fiveSenses working overtimeTrying to take this all in.I've got one, two, three, four, fiveSenses working overtimeTrying to taste the differencebetween a lemon and a limePain and the pleasureAnd the church bells softly chime.Hey hey,Night fights day.There's food for the thinkers,And the innocents can all live slowly,All live slowly.My, my,The sky will cryJewels for the thirsty,And the guilty one's can all die slowly,All die slowly.And all the world is biscuit-shaped,It's just for me to feed my face,And i can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,And i've got one, two, three, four, five,Senses working overtimeTrying to take this all in.I've got one, two, three, four, five,Senses working overtimeTrying to taste the difference,between a lemon and a lime,Pain and the pleasure,And the church bells softly chime,And birds might fall from black skies,And bullies might give you black eyes,But to me it's very, very beautiful,To find ....And all the world is football-shaped,It's just for me to kick in space,And i can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,And i've got one, two, three, four, five,Senses working overtimeTrying to take this all inI've got one, two, three, four, fiveSenses working overtimeTrying to tell the difference'tween the goods and grimePain and pleasure,and the church bells softly chime.
