Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Senses Working Overtime, artist - XTC. Album song Fossil Fuel - The XTC Singles 1977-92, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Senses Working Overtime |
Hey, hey, the clouds are whey |
There’s straw for the donkeys |
And the innocents can all sleep safely |
All sleep safely |
My, my, sun is pie |
There’s fodder for the cannons |
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely |
All sleep safely |
And all the world is football-shaped |
It’s just for me to kick in space |
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste |
And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to take this all in |
I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime |
Pain and pleasure, and the church bells softly chime |
Hey, hey, night fights day |
There’s food for the thinkers |
And the innocents can all live slowly |
All live slowly |
My, my, the sky will cry |
Jewels for the thirsty |
And the guilty ones can all die slowly |
All die slowly |
And all the world is biscuit-shaped |
It’s just for me to feed my face |
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste |
And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to take this all in |
I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime |
Pain and pleasure, and the church bells softly chime |
And birds might fall from black skies (Whoo-whoo) |
And bullies might give you black eyes (Whoo-whoo) |
And buses might skid on black ice (Whoo-whoo) |
But to me they’re very, very beautiful (England's glory) |
Beautiful (A striking beauty) |
And all the world is football-shaped |
It’s just for me to kick in space |
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste |
And I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to take this all in |
I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to tell the difference 'tween the goods and crimes |
Dirt and treasure |
And there’s one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to take this all in |
I’ve got one, two, three, four, five |
Senses working overtime |
Trying to taste the difference 'tween a lemon and a lime |
Pain and pleasure, and the church bells softly chime |