The Boomtown Rats - The Little Death lyrics

[The Boomtown Rats - The Little Death lyrics]

So I turned on the radio and
Everyone was listening to chicken jazz

See that man over there, he's got cold feet
He'd march to the drum
But the drummer's deadbeat
He's fragile tonight but he says he's clean
He's uncertain when he's speaking but
He knows what he means

He's shivering now but he don't look cold
He said turn up the weather so
I do as I'm told
Do you know about empty, die a little inside
'Cause he hasn't lived until he's tried
He hasn't lived until he's died

The little death

See that woman over there, she got cold feet
She'd march to the drum


But the drummer's deadbeat
She reach for the sky but the sky turn black
She hanging by her nails but
Her knuckles just cracked

She said, "It's strange but nice to have
No future or past"
If you can't stand the heat
You just turn up the gas i nod as if I know
She can't say I haven't tried
'Cause she hasn't lived until she's died
You couldn't have lived until you've tried
She hasn't lived until she's died

The little death

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