Squeeze

Squeeze - In Quintessence songtekst

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(Difford/Tilbrook) 



He smokes himself into double vision   

Leaves his mind on an indecision,   

Thinks he's invented imagination   

Says that god is some relation.   

He leaves his cigarette burning on the desk   

His clothes and magazines make up such a mess,   

Sitting up in bed transistor on his chest   

In quintessence.   

He and his friends sit around all evening   

Leaving their laughter upon the ceiling,   

Seems so funny yet it leaves me yawning   

Then I find it's the following morning.   

He says his girlfriend lives too far away   

Always at a friend's house or on holiday,   

His bible of romance hides itself away   

In quintessence.   



A 15 year old's browse through life,   

is fine with his quintessence safe and sound in mind,   

Life's an adolescence from time to time   

With us all   

in quintessence.   



In the corner with his book and tissue   

All he can do is pretend to miss you,   

Closes his eyes as he sees her body   

Pulls funny faces and that's his hobby.   

On the other hand love ain't a happy word   

On the other hand love ain't a piece of skirt,   

Makes for something special in your football shirt   

in quintessence.
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