paroles de chanson Hang On To Your IQ - Placebo
Chinese
masseuse,
comes
between
us
talks
in
haikus,
plastic
venus.
Got
a
headrush,
in
her
pocket
two
rubbers
two
lubes,
and
a
silver
rocket
Hang
on,
hang
on
to
your
IQ,
to
your
ID
hang
on,
hang
on
to
your
IQ,
to
your
ID
I'm
lonely,
I'm
lonely
I'm
lonely,
I'm
lonely
Every
morning,
my
eyes
will
open
wide
I
gotta
get
high,
before
I
go
outside.
Roll
another,
for
breakfast
burning
clouds
around,
and
in
my
solar
plexus.
Hang
on,
hang
on
to
your
IQ,
to
your
ID
hang
on,
hang
on
to
your
IQ,
to
your
ID
I'm
lonely,
I'm
lonely
I'm
lonely,
I'm
lonely
Legs
eleven,
makes
me
stay
up
late
two
fat
ladies
on
my
back,
and
now
it's
88.
I'm
a
fool,
whose
tool
is
small
it's
so
miniscule,
it's
no
tool
at
all.
hang
on,
hang
on
to
your
IQ,
to
your
ID
hang
on,
hang
on
to
your
IQ,
to
your
ID
I'm
lonely,
I'm
lonely
I'm
lonely,
I'm
lonely
Oh.
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