I Feel My Stuff (исполнитель: Brian Eno & David Byrne)
I think I waited too long I'm moving into the dollhouse Some days we exercise Some days we harmonize Look away, look away, look away- oh yeah Emily said she'd suddenly waken Look at that guy with the government coupon Yoo hoo, yoo hoo, gonna get you Japanese chairs in somebody's concert Telephone bills on [bad word] paycheck Who knew?, who knew?, I do Emily lost her mobile phone Last nights dance on a bumpy road I won't go out in the cold Lebanese Chinese in my school Imagine who can make you cool Who's gonna pay for this call? The cheapest dog, the hottest sun, the fiercest cat and the meanest gun You got to hold the peelings in your hands, baby It's a safety belt, it's a Christian crime, a rocket ship, it's a joke of mine I took away the day that I'd be gone- shoot! Lebanese take their sailors home The broken stuff in the outer wall I'm sticking out in the road Memorize toilets, Chang Mai School I like my song but I lost my cool I need my laser, don't move Put him in the ground where the Duchess grows Where the word is [bad word] and the girls are strong Gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going bye Take another life of a wretched soul When they get too high where the bushes grow They rope it, squeeze it, push it side to side The chicken shack, the rising sun, the written word in a foreign tongue You got to hold it all before it drops, baby It's a little bit, it's a lot inside, it's a bigger thing than you can hide I took away the parts that need controlling Hooligans jump in the budget sign In the tropic zone, where the fix is fine Gonna chase it, place it, face it with my eye Stinky little bird in a dirty tree Gonna figure out it's your lucky day If ya smell it, sell it, tell it to my ear Lowered in the ground where the Duchess grows Where the word is [bad word] and the girls are strong Gonna stuff it, step it, pick it, going bye Take another life of a wretched soul If they get too high where the bushes grow And they rope it, squeeze it, push it side to side (I'm sayin') I feel my stuff I get enough [bad word] back to be stronger I feel my stuff I changed my luck [bad word] back to be stronger