The Psychedelic Furs - Dumb Waiters lyrics
[The Psychedelic Furs - Dumb Waiters lyrics]
Give me all your jazz
Give me something that I need
Something I can have
Mrs london's coming 'round she's
Coming with her son
Gimme all your paper ah so I can get a gun
She has got it in for me
Yeah i mean it honestly
She's so mean
Give me all your paper ma so
I can get a train
They just wanna suck you in
To being one of them
Tell her that I'm not in here
Tell her I'm a freak
Tell her that I fall about every time i speak
She has got in for me
Yeah i mean it honestly
I just scream really
Give me all your paper ma so
I can buy a train don't know how i got in
Here it's making me insane
Have another cigarette and
Have another cigarette
In a room where lovers go
Talking on the telephone
They have got it in for me
Yeah I mean it honestly
They all dream really