Gas Dance

There she was Graciously making forever less terrifying And you've got the nerve to intervene With a colouring book and a biro and a point to prove And now you want a word [Hook] And you washed all the wisdom out your mouth And the gas danced on the edge of your bottom lip Quick to scurry back behind the night To avoid the silent fight and the struggle There I was Panicking because someone else kissed me in a dream And it was on the cheek And you stamp your feet And I'm moving from bored to appalled by these poignant fumes That you must inflict [Hook] And you washed all the wisdom out your mouth And the gas danced on the edge of your bottom lip Someone told me that that stench was called advice Someone told me that that stench was called advice Took a solid breath to a little rip I've got to carry your brooch to cover that hideous stitch All that grim repair And we're all upset See the fear in your cheeks And I still smell the lies on your breath And your jokes don't bounce And you've entered the early stages of bitterness [Hook]