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I can't seem to face up to the fucking facts
I'm like, I'm like tense and nervous, you know what I mean?
I just can't fucking relax, I mean it's like
I would try and sleep but the bed's on toxic fire
I mean don't, don't, don't fucking touch me
I'm like a real live wire
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa better
Run, run, run, run, run away, oh
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa better
Run, run, run, run, run away, oh
You start a fucking conversation
You can't even finish the bastard
You're talking a lot but you're just not saying fuck all
Well, I've got nothing to say, my lips are sealed
You say something once, why fucking say it again?
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa better
Run, run, run, run, run away, oh
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa better
Run, run, run, run, run away, oh
Ce que j'ai fait, c'est voilà
Ce qu'elle a dit, c'est voilà
Réalise-toi pour l'espoir
Je me lance et fais-le en or, okay
We're all fucking vain
We're all fucking blind
I hate people when they're not polite
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa better
Run, run, run, run, run away, oh
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Fa-fa-fa-fa, fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa better
Run, run, run, run, run away, oh
You are making a very serious error of judgment
You are fucking around with real blood here
You ain't no big man yet, you know, eh?
You ain't fucking no big man yet, eh?
It's my turn to do a fucking dance with you
It's my turn to do a fucking dance with you



Авторы: Tina Weymouth, Chris Frantz, David Byrne Copyright: Index Music, Inc., Wb Music Corp., Index Music Inc., Wc Music Corp.



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