LYRICS OF THE ALBUM: The Colour & The Shape [1997]
1997 - The Colour & The Shape

I have a choice between the bat or the belt Each time I hear about the hand you been dealt Spare me confession it's confession you sell Maybe I'll fall behind but I don't Mind Because I'll catch up I want a song that indelible like manimal I hope you never see me wind up Will I be happy on the back of the shelf Will you be happy when were sharing a cell Spare me your questions since you know me so well Someday you'll realize that I get shy and choke up I want a song that indelible like manimal I hope you never see me wind up What is wrong with this animal I'm terrible I hope you never see me wind up Farewell my sweet paramania Farewell my sweet paramania My only promise is that I'll never tell Keep you at a distance from the things that I felt I'll bite the bullet take the beating until I take it all back anyway, what was I supposed to say I want a song that indelible like manimal I hope you never see me wind up What is wrong with this animal I'm terrible I hope you never see me wind up

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