Bis, John Cacavas - Sale Or Return lyrics
[Bis, John Cacavas - Sale Or Return lyrics]
Today, when everything's changed
I'm feeling quite strange
It's not in my head
And it just gets in my way
We've done nothing wrong it's taken so long
Should've read more books
Instead of listening to songs
Is it meaningless, and excuse for stress?
A few key quotations always better than yes
I'd be enigmatic never talk automatic
Like the crowd from the art school
They're so important
We're all afraid of sale or return
When the damage is done
This is sale or return
Then you're sale or return
(this is dead stock and reduced to clear)
When there's nowhere to run
(this is sale or return)
They you're sale or return
(this is dead stock and it's in your kitchen
Still inside a plastic bag)
Been used as a trading tool
Last big thing uncool
We're tied to a timebomb
Everyone can see through
I've read lie after lie
I'll stick your pen in your eye
You don't speak for the people
Any more than i
I'd live on a plane, nothing to explain
No sugar-free diet, I'd rather mine was plain
I would never land and be devalued by man
I'd breathe the air recycled
That's not my disease
We're all afraid of sale or return
The damage is done, you're sale or return
I'm feeling quite strange
It's not in my head
And it just gets in my way
We've done nothing wrong it's taken so long
Should've read more books
Instead of listening to songs
Is it meaningless, and excuse for stress?
A few key quotations always better than yes
I'd be enigmatic never talk automatic
Like the crowd from the art school
They're so important
We're all afraid of sale or return
When the damage is done
This is sale or return
Then you're sale or return
(this is dead stock and reduced to clear)
When there's nowhere to run
(this is sale or return)
They you're sale or return
(this is dead stock and it's in your kitchen
Still inside a plastic bag)
Been used as a trading tool
Last big thing uncool
We're tied to a timebomb
Everyone can see through
I've read lie after lie
I'll stick your pen in your eye
You don't speak for the people
Any more than i
I'd live on a plane, nothing to explain
No sugar-free diet, I'd rather mine was plain
I would never land and be devalued by man
I'd breathe the air recycled
That's not my disease
We're all afraid of sale or return
The damage is done, you're sale or return