Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Armchair Theatre, artist - The Colourfield. Date of issue: 05.04.1985
Song language: English
Armchair Theatre |
| i’m sitting on the fence again |
| drawing straws and pulling strings |
| demonstrations pass me by |
| this must be the age of something |
| a time where each prediction |
| makes me feel like going to the beach |
| a time when men of wisdom |
| never seem to practice what they preach |
| behind each reason there’s a lie |
| behind each answer lies a cheat |
| well you can take me for a ride |
| but only if i get the window seat |
| colour me creep |
| the coldness of your power chills my soul |
| you’re more than welcome to your throne |
| but when you’re playing god leave me alone |
| you’ve spent fortunes on houses that haven’t been built |
| then offer excuses to cover your guilt |
| but i don’t want the earth and all that it’s worth |
| you get on my nerves |
| i’m getting very bored indeed |
| with your false passion and your greed |
| get me the next train out of town |
| take me away from this maddening crowd |
| and colour me gone |
| just before the revolution starts |
| you’ll find out what they really are |
| i hear their anthems play |
| as nasty things go whistling through the air |
| although it breaks our hearts |
| to see the world just fall apart |
| sit and rest beneath the shooting stars |
| so let’s exchange our loving kiss |
| the winter storms are drawing near |
| if they destroy our every bliss |
| we can wait until the clouds have disappeared |
| the fires will burn i’m dreaming of you |
| but when they return they’ll colour me blue |