Bendable, poseable
Bendable, poseable
Bendable, poseable
Bendable, poseable
The
Here comes the evil man
Pray for their lives, you'll end
Smashing
My only weapon was my pen
But I traded it for
In the privacy of our love
There is nothing outside our
Since we fell apart I've been nothing but blue
Longing for
What is it, I don't remember
Made my being so much
It's on every street, it's funky, cheap
Sometimes you find you're
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it,
I'm ready to try this
The centre's a sea pit
I could
When you said, "It's a touch too much", I knew,
This town's been raining for too long
For me to find
Whistle for Will, dear
Nelson and Blake knew
Him and Taylor, dear
It's me versus you alone
It's me versus you alone
It's me
Come around and around just like we breakdown
With a fist
Everybody's whistling the Hot Chip sound
People hear the beat and
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