Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plastic Chair, artist - Virgin Suicide. Album song Blight, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 13.06.2019
Record label: Nordic Music Society
Song language: English
Plastic Chair |
Waiting for another way |
The sun just won’t reflect the light when drawn into my eyes |
Waiting for the train to come |
It’s 4 PM, it’s dark, the tracks, they tempt my weary eyes |
I swear I’ll turn myself to money, there’s nothing I want |
Just get me off of this plastic chair |
It’s my goodbye voice, I’ll waltz into the well-known |
Money really matter, I yield, I yield |
So take this sword and cut my head off |
Oh, watch it roll over nothingness |
Watch it roll over mountains |
Let it scream in your ears |
Let it fly over cities |
Would buy a car if I could drive |
I’d go from one art gallery to another with a slanted view |
It’s a sport, haven’t you noticed? |
My social worker sounds just like an analyst from NBA |
Oh, it’s not your deal, your conscience all clean |
It’s my mood that swings like a weathervane |
They just don’t fit these shoes on mountain range |
Just throw me on the desired path |
So take this sword and cut my head off |
Oh, watch it roll over nothingness |
Watch it roll over mountains |
Let it scream in your ears |
I swear I’ll turn myself to money, there’s nothing I want |
Just get me off of this plastic chair |
It’s my goodbye voice, I’ll waltz into the well-known |
Money really matter, I yield, I yield |
So take this sword and cut my head off |
Oh, watch it roll over nothingness |
Watch it roll over mountains |
Let it scream in your ear |
Let it fly over cities |