Persuasion
You and I are of a certain persuasion
You and I are of some brand new social trends
You say you're not impressed by me or my honeyed language
You say, "You're alright, honey, but I hate all of your friends"
I can't think of any other way to put it now
You've got me reeling, searching desperately
For just the right remark
Words have always been my friends
And now I've lost them all tenfold
Words have always been my friends
And now you've got me pidgin-holed
Am I made of cellophane?
Am I just like a window pane?
I'm smashed up like an ornate mirror
Get that through your thick, thick brain
I look now towards my left
A Velvet Elvis over the bar
"Trust" is scrawled above his head
His glasses red as pinot noir
Is it a command, a reassurance
Or a plain ol' taunt?
Words have always been my friends
And just the one's enough to haunt
I treat you with utmost respect—an idol on my wall
You treat me like a Kostabi—faceless, featureless, and all
Now I know that Elvis lied, I'm set to take the fall
You tell me most Kostabis weren't done by him at all
You and I are of a certain persuasion
You and I are of some brand new social trends
You say you're not impressed by me or my honeyed language
You say, "You're alright, honey, but I hate all of your friends"
This can't go any way except badly
I can't think of any other way
My only skill is talking round and round in circles
You can talk in straight lines all day
Words have always made me feel so clever and so smart
The way you turn them back at me is nothing short of art
You'd sooner burn the Amazon than look me in the eye
I can see the smoke from here
Well, I give up, goodbye
STOP
Now
I'm speaking directly into your brain
There's about three minutes left in this foray
Only three more minutes and not much left to say
I hope you're not expecting anything substantial
Some snide aside or pithy comeback
(I'm speaking directly into your brain)
This is real life we're talking about
In real life, we always trip over our one-liners
I could say something to tie everything up in a neat little bow
But I think I'll monologue for a bit longer instead
You're expecting something now, but it's not meant to be
And no amount of persuasion can get one out of me
You and I are of some brand new social trends
You say you're not impressed by me or my honeyed language
You say, "You're alright, honey, but I hate all of your friends"
I can't think of any other way to put it now
You've got me reeling, searching desperately
For just the right remark
Words have always been my friends
And now I've lost them all tenfold
Words have always been my friends
And now you've got me pidgin-holed
Am I made of cellophane?
Am I just like a window pane?
I'm smashed up like an ornate mirror
Get that through your thick, thick brain
I look now towards my left
A Velvet Elvis over the bar
"Trust" is scrawled above his head
His glasses red as pinot noir
Is it a command, a reassurance
Or a plain ol' taunt?
Words have always been my friends
And just the one's enough to haunt
I treat you with utmost respect—an idol on my wall
You treat me like a Kostabi—faceless, featureless, and all
Now I know that Elvis lied, I'm set to take the fall
You tell me most Kostabis weren't done by him at all
You and I are of a certain persuasion
You and I are of some brand new social trends
You say you're not impressed by me or my honeyed language
You say, "You're alright, honey, but I hate all of your friends"
This can't go any way except badly
I can't think of any other way
My only skill is talking round and round in circles
You can talk in straight lines all day
Words have always made me feel so clever and so smart
The way you turn them back at me is nothing short of art
You'd sooner burn the Amazon than look me in the eye
I can see the smoke from here
Well, I give up, goodbye
STOP
Now
I'm speaking directly into your brain
There's about three minutes left in this foray
Only three more minutes and not much left to say
I hope you're not expecting anything substantial
Some snide aside or pithy comeback
(I'm speaking directly into your brain)
This is real life we're talking about
In real life, we always trip over our one-liners
I could say something to tie everything up in a neat little bow
But I think I'll monologue for a bit longer instead
You're expecting something now, but it's not meant to be
And no amount of persuasion can get one out of me
Credits
Writer(s): Riley Aaron Maiden
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Whenever You're on My Mind / Please Stop the Music
- Bombarded by Vibes from All Sides
- I'm Going to Die / Shapes - Single
- Reverb Cemetery (Remix & Alternate Sequence)
- Please Stop the Music / All I Really Want to Do
- Glossy Taxidermy
- Replay Cement
- The Integrity Project
- Dusk A.M.
- Music for People Who Hate Music
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