Monster Of The Week

On the way to the show tonight, our feet were battering bitumen
It's only been seven hours since the comment
Since when I figured out what it meant

That sometimes I talk like a soundboard
"How are you?" "Get to the chopper, John Kimble" etcetera
Just one move from a prank call
And I hope you're 'round for my downfall

Monster of the week
Your lips move when you don't speak
You even made up your own language
You know, I don't know what you mean
But it's alright with me
It's alright with me
It's alright with me
It's alright with me

Waiting 'round at the stage door
Well, hurry up and just get me my rider already
And I'm gonna need the code for the Wi-Fi
No, you don't seem like a wife guy

Monster of the week
Your lips move when you don't speak
I even made up my own language
And I know you don't know what I mean
But it's alright with me
It's alright with me
It's alright with me
It's alright with me



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Parsons, Stefan Blair
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