Lyrics Talking Heads - black midi

Talking Heads

I call this one the disappearing tongue
Some nights it’s off, some nights it’s on
When it goes with a twist, it comes off
Put it in a vase and pass it on
Pull out feathers, tear off cellophane
Pull out feathers, tear off cellophane
Sitting vacant on plough lane
Sitting vacant
Sitting lame
Sitting on plough lane
Sitting vacant
Sitting lame
Pull out feathers, tear off cellophane
Pull out feathers, tear off cellophane
Yeah, sure, I’ll leave the house
But first let me lose a few more pounds
If only I could be 3 stone 20 pounds, oh
Are 10 kilograms enough?