Abba and Novocaine
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
It feels a bit like chocolate and stomach pain
What am I supposed to say to this emotion?
It sauntered in here but I refuse to let it walk free
Feels a bit like an evening in Casualty
(Not the version on TV)
What I am to do with this emotion?
It can't be trusted
I won't put its name on the list
It's a smiling six-foot anarchist
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
Feels like the English massing at Dunsinane
In the pouring rain
Hey, kitten, you've got some explaining to do
Never felt like this before - is it you?
'Cos it's ten times worse when you're in view
And when you not in view, too
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
It smells a bit like Camden at closing time
What am I supposed to say to this emotion?
It's high on something
I won't let it into my home
I guess it sounds a bit like the dialling tone
On some seventies payphone
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
Feels a bit like Abba and novocaine
What am I supposed to say to this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to pass it the conch
It's counting down like a rocket launch
It's a queasy hunch
Just remember, I wrote half of Shakespeare's plays
I invented poker, sex and mayonnaise
Thank goodness this is just a phase
The sort that's history in days
Or never goes away
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
What am I supposed to do with you?
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
Feels so good, I don't want to give it my trust
We found a junk shop Stradivarius
Could be the end of us
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
It feels a bit like chocolate and stomach pain
What am I supposed to say to this emotion?
It sauntered in here but I refuse to let it walk free
Feels a bit like an evening in Casualty
(Not the version on TV)
What I am to do with this emotion?
It can't be trusted
I won't put its name on the list
It's a smiling six-foot anarchist
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
Feels like the English massing at Dunsinane
In the pouring rain
Hey, kitten, you've got some explaining to do
Never felt like this before - is it you?
'Cos it's ten times worse when you're in view
And when you not in view, too
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
It smells a bit like Camden at closing time
What am I supposed to say to this emotion?
It's high on something
I won't let it into my home
I guess it sounds a bit like the dialling tone
On some seventies payphone
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to give it a name
Feels a bit like Abba and novocaine
What am I supposed to say to this emotion?
It makes no sense
I refuse to pass it the conch
It's counting down like a rocket launch
It's a queasy hunch
Just remember, I wrote half of Shakespeare's plays
I invented poker, sex and mayonnaise
Thank goodness this is just a phase
The sort that's history in days
Or never goes away
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
What am I supposed to do with you?
What am I supposed to do with this emotion?
Feels so good, I don't want to give it my trust
We found a junk shop Stradivarius
Could be the end of us
Credits
Writer(s): Huw Darling
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