- Lyrics
- Album list
Marc And The Mambas
-
A Million Manias
And always in the punch grey morning Coffee cold, toast and all Orange marmalade like old shoe leather I down the vitamins To purify the several sins That help to hold my shattered soul together Mind troubled with a million things The taxi-driver starts to sing One of my songs, one that I like The least, he says: 'That was the only one I liked' My face cracks, my misery Increased all my misery All my misery
A million manias everyday To keep my sanity at bay A million manias to make me suffer
The phone ring constantly I feel the need to throw a fit Or throw the 'phone It hits the wall I hit my head and fall And shrivel up to several inches small There's a voice in my right ear A voice in my left ear It' getting hard to hear And claustrophobia smothers me with fear
I need a gun to blow my brains I'll blow out the brains Of any sucker standing in my way today Lookout! Bang, bang Shoot, shoot Bang, bang Shoot, shoot Lookout Lookout Bang, bang Shoot, shoot Lookout Lookout Lookout
A million manias everyday To keep my sanity at bay A million manias to make me suffer A million manias weigh me down Neurosis forcing me to drown This couldn't happen to Any-other dog or is mother, brother
I'm pulled each way by wild dogs And I sway just like a corpse upon a rope Turning green with nausea And a shade of white with anger Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A touch of purple right round the throat Then wallow in my sea of doom A stretch out in a brightened tomb A man in grey to come and get me soon Come and get me Come and get me soon A rhapsody of suffering As a thousand wailing souls Hold out their hand For bits of me To pin up as morbid mementoes in their rooms And my head bangs on the table And my fist hammers the door I sprawl back in the socket And my friends ask me to stop it And my cheeks explode and my teeth chewed out on the floor Teeth floor
Then I pick up all the pieces and put them back together There's a fight there up ahead and an angry curse 'Fuck you baby' I wait for this prescription And a hundred contradictions And I take the lot for better or for worse
Bang, bang, bang Hammer, hammer, hammer Bang, bang, bang Hammer, hammer, hammer Bang, bang, bang Hammer, hammer, hammer Bang, bang, bang Hammer, hammer, hammer Bang, bang, bang Hammer, hammer, hammer Bang, bang, bang Hammer, hammer, hammer
A million manias everyday To keep my sanity at bay A million manias to make me suffer A million manias weigh me down Neurosis forcing me to drown This couldn't happen to any-other Dog or his mother, brother Oh a million manias
I need a gun I need a gun Oh a million manias I need a gun to blow my brains I'll blow out the brains Of any sucker standing in my way today Lookout!
-
|