Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Man That Knew Too Much, artist - Silverchair. Date of issue: 23.07.2007
Song language: English
The Man That Knew Too Much |
| There was a man that knew too much |
| With a panic attic mind but a chance to numb |
| His golden touch to ignore the will of time |
| Had me struck down open to the fact |
| I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back |
| Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away |
| There’s nothing left to say it’s changing every day |
| The way I’m thinking in different shades of grey |
| It’s not enough to say that this is my love |
| He had the anti midas touch |
| Temporary state of mind |
| But a chance to die enhances growth |
| Now I’m trembling all the time |
| Stumble round making faces on the scene |
| Scene what what |
| Stumble round make your faces on your own |
| Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away |
| There’s nothing left to say it’s changing every day |
| The way I’m thinking in different shades of grey |
| It’s not enough to say that this is my love |
| I’m not your mocking bird |
| That sings your cellar song |
| She got a paper run |
| You’re compensated |
| Can we all gather round on the scene |
| Can we all move around on our own |
| Are ya a mover shaker all alone |
| Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away |
| There’s nothing left to say it’s changing every day |
| The way I’m thinking in different shades of grey |
| It’s not enough to say |
| Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away |
| There’s nothing left to say but this is my love |
| I’m not your mocking bird |
| That sings your cellar song |
| She got a paper run to write your letters wrong |