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Radio Free Alice, thanks for coming - Big Ideas
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Текст песни: Try not to go too berserk
But she's been sleeping with the guy from work
At what point do you admit your life's not going to plan one bit?
Shopping malls built to be feared
And dark triad stuff just makes you weird
I'd rather be stuck in hell than stuck in Melbourne with reports to sell
Honey, won't you rescue me?
Honey, won't you rescue me?
I got a barb in my eye
Barb in my eye
I got a thorn in my side
Thorn in my side
Don't get any big ideas
Pick it up and pack it in
She only let you in to get your things
Pick it up and pack it in
You know it's courtesy at best, so why'd you have to get so overdressed?
Dead Olympic stadiums
Three rings when you get home
For half-memorised idioms
Three rings when you get home
I'd rather be stuck in hell than stuck alone with reports to sell
Oh
Honey, can you rescue me?
Honey, can you rescue me?
I got a barb in my eye
Barb in my eye
I got a thorn in my side
Thorn in my side
Ah, can you pick me up, buttercup?
Turn me 'round, I'll never make a sound
Yeah
Oh, won't you knock it off, suck it up
You're being difficult, it's not allowed
Yeah
And what you did to her you'll never do again 'cause that shit was really, really fucked up
Oh, won't you pick me up, buttercup?
Turn me 'round, I'll never make a sound
Yeah
Yeah
But she's been sleeping with the guy from work
At what point do you admit your life's not going to plan one bit?
Shopping malls built to be feared
And dark triad stuff just makes you weird
I'd rather be stuck in hell than stuck in Melbourne with reports to sell
Honey, won't you rescue me?
Honey, won't you rescue me?
I got a barb in my eye
Barb in my eye
I got a thorn in my side
Thorn in my side
Don't get any big ideas
Pick it up and pack it in
She only let you in to get your things
Pick it up and pack it in
You know it's courtesy at best, so why'd you have to get so overdressed?
Dead Olympic stadiums
Three rings when you get home
For half-memorised idioms
Three rings when you get home
I'd rather be stuck in hell than stuck alone with reports to sell
Oh
Honey, can you rescue me?
Honey, can you rescue me?
I got a barb in my eye
Barb in my eye
I got a thorn in my side
Thorn in my side
Ah, can you pick me up, buttercup?
Turn me 'round, I'll never make a sound
Yeah
Oh, won't you knock it off, suck it up
You're being difficult, it's not allowed
Yeah
And what you did to her you'll never do again 'cause that shit was really, really fucked up
Oh, won't you pick me up, buttercup?
Turn me 'round, I'll never make a sound
Yeah
Yeah
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