Favorite Game
The sponsor's sweating
The girls are fretting
But he's getting away...
With re-fuck
This city crawler
Would like to howler
He's not a brawler
But he's got something to say...
Like burning down a flat
To light a cigarette
(bridge)Rest your eyes, got no tears for a love song
Rest your eyes, you got it coming on
()
How late the favourite game
Eleven on the clock of fun and shame
Into the black anew
We need a big blow to kill a little flame
Tell me what you gonna do
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
It's suck, squeeze, bang and blow
I feel at home in your pressure dome
Let's jettison in unison
That monotonous drone
It's like
It's like burning down a flat
To light a cigarette
(bridge)...
How late the favourite game
Eleven on the clock of fun and shame
Into the black anew
We need a big blow to kill a little flame
Tell me what you gonna do
I don't wanna look at the receding moon
Tell me what you gonna do
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
Oh let me hype this dream
My own promo machine
Just wipe your belly clean
Like a Behind the scenes
We've been there before
I always been your whore
But now I want it more
I am bored and lonely tonight
The girls are fretting
But he's getting away...
With re-fuck
This city crawler
Would like to howler
He's not a brawler
But he's got something to say...
Like burning down a flat
To light a cigarette
(bridge)Rest your eyes, got no tears for a love song
Rest your eyes, you got it coming on
()
How late the favourite game
Eleven on the clock of fun and shame
Into the black anew
We need a big blow to kill a little flame
Tell me what you gonna do
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
It's suck, squeeze, bang and blow
I feel at home in your pressure dome
Let's jettison in unison
That monotonous drone
It's like
It's like burning down a flat
To light a cigarette
(bridge)...
How late the favourite game
Eleven on the clock of fun and shame
Into the black anew
We need a big blow to kill a little flame
Tell me what you gonna do
I don't wanna look at the receding moon
Tell me what you gonna do
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
Come on now baby, won't you put me through?
Oh let me hype this dream
My own promo machine
Just wipe your belly clean
Like a Behind the scenes
We've been there before
I always been your whore
But now I want it more
I am bored and lonely tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Barman, Mauro Pawlowski, Alan Gevaert, Stefaan Misseghers, Klaas Janzoons
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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