Penrose

I spoke to a few, my words seemed to make no sense
A penrose lie, shot through a fish-eye lens
You think you're so on the ball, well I understand
But for your shoe there's none to match

Your hammer of rule, your big wig of indigo
I have forgotten, but you will never know
Still you're a smashing shouting animal
How could you judge anyone at all

That's that sound, that's in my head
That's that sound, that's in my head
That's that sound, that's my only friend
That's that sound in my head

Nothing, nothing at all
Why did I make that fucking call
Nothing, nothing to say
All that shit just flies away



Credits
Writer(s): Job Van Der Doelen
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