- Ned's Atomic Dustbin
- 3:19
- 1991
- 'GOD FODDER'
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413,973
I'm not saying this for the sake if it,
I'll take so much and then I'll have to quit.
I know how I feel, I know how I feel...
The words don't fit.
I can't speak, I can't speak, I can't speak
I think I've lost the art of conversation,
Things are looking bleak...
♪
Please go easy on me,
I don't know what's wrong with me.
Please be gentle with me...
And take it easy, take it easy, take it easy,
Take it out on... me.
♪
Did I hear you right? Did I hear you wrong?
Did I miss something?
Tell me who's the sleeping partner,
Who's the sleeping partner here?
'Cause you don't speak, and I don't speak,
We never seem to... speak.
I think you're deaf, I think you're dumb...
But you tell me.
♪
Please go easy on me,
I don't know what's wrong with me.
Please be gentle with me,
And take it easy, take it easy, take it easy,
Take it out on me.
♪
Now you're tying up my heart strings,
I've got no halo, got no wings.
We've got verbal constipation...
Let's start throwing things.
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Let's start throwing things,
Let's start throwing things.
Let's start throwing things,
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Let's start throwing things,
Let's start throwing things,
Let's start throwing... things.