::WHAT WE WANTED::   

 

I don't wanna hear of abstract imagery
the puddles on my kitchen floor seem real to me

But it's what we wanted
it's what we wanted
and we've only got ourselves to blame
we've got the guns but not the aim

In lingerie and loafers let us take to the bars
we swapped the au natrelle look for these push-up bras

But it's what we wanted, it's what we wanted
communication without moving makes
our hate-filled double bellies ache
we can drink for fun but the drinks are no great shakes

I'm sorry, I mean it
I acted like a twat but
I don't find it easy to have to take things back so
I'm sorry, I mean it, the knives are out for me
but she never attempted such an apology
and that's why we want her dead

 

We can deconstruct, violence errupts around
corrupted sounds from nowhere
yeah it got us nowhere
we can play our clashing chords,
get out our swords to watch DVDs of Traci Lords
but nowhere, yeah it got us nowhere
and we can't complain...

The aliens are coming so let's go get the guns
shooting things that don't exist is how we get our fun

But it's what we wanted, it's what we wanted
communication without moving means
we lose our lives but keep our dreams

With desperation in our eyes let's storm the stage
yes we are her children and we're coming of age

But it's what we wanted, it's what we wanted
communication without moving lets
us pine for what the others get
and the hole in our hearts is a big regret

 

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