Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mathilda, artist - Little Comets. Album song In Search of Elusive Little Comets, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 29.01.2011
Record label: Dirty Hit
Song language: English
Mathilda |
| Oh decry |
| With these two fingers I can show you why |
| That I’m restricted |
| When you kiss me so promiscuously |
| I’ll be screaming go Tilly go |
| Oh delay |
| Without these shackles I can show the way |
| To make you obfuscate |
| And push aside untensills |
| I’ll be screaming go Tilly go |
| When all this commotion dies down |
| She’ll deliver a subtle solliloquy |
| Straight to his pillow |
| Which frowns as she strikes it |
| With fists that insist |
| The light of their fridge door |
| Was always a metaphor |
| I’m bewildered |
| So please explain to me right now Mathilda |
| How all the friction in your diction |
| Leaves me staring at you |
| I’m still screaming go Tilly go |
| I’ll decide |
| With these two fingers I can show you why |
| Despite my lethargy and mispronunciation |
| I’ll be screaming go Tilly go |
| When all this commotion dies down |
| She’ll deliver a pointed solliloquy |
| So full of agony |
| He’ll be embarrassed |
| And walk on the terrace |
| Whose slate floor he always found |
| Seemed like a metaphor |
| Aaiiiiii… |
| P-r-o-m-i-s-e-s |
| The promises |
| P-r-o-m-i-s-e-s |
| (Sick of) the promises |