Lyrics
What makes people lie through their teeth, not making no sense
that all the movie stars will drive their cars away
What makes women lie through their teeth, i m climbing the wall, i m round the bend
What s going down, i ve been driving round talking to myself again
What makes men lie through their teeth, what s going around, what makes ten-ton ships sail me across the sea
I m climbing the wall, so what makes you and what makes me
i m going blind
What makes you and what makes me, what makes men lie through their teeth, and who s to say that if the sun goes out today
and who s to say that if the sun goes out today
not making no sense
I m going blind, i m climbing the wall Climbing, fallen angels from their pay cheques on display
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade, i m climbing the wall
That all the movie stars will drive their cars away, what makes ten-ton ships sail me across the sea Climbing, so what makes you and what makes me
What makes people lie through their teeth, what s going around
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade, and who s to say that if the sun goes out today, what s going down
so what makes you and what makes me
I m just standing here looking at myself again, i m round the bend, and who s to say that if the sun goes out today
Fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade, what s going around Climbing, what makes people lie through their teeth
I m just lying here thinking to myself again, i m just sitting here playing with myself again
What s going around, fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
I m climbing the wall, i m just standing here looking at myself again
and who s to say that if the sun goes out today
What makes people lie through their teeth, i m round the bend, fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
i m just lying here thinking to myself again
That all the movie stars will drive their cars away, it s turning me on
What s going down, what makes ten-ton trains rail me under the sea
And who s to say that if the sun goes out today, what s going down Climbing, and who s to say that if the sun goes out today
what makes ten-ton ships sail me across the sea
It s turning me on, what makes ten-ton trains rail me under the sea, what s going around
i m climbing the wall
fallen angels from their pay cheques on parade
I ve been driving round talking to myself again, i m climbing the wall
what makes ten-ton ships sail me across the sea
I m just lying here thinking to myself again, and who s to say that if the sun goes out today, it s turning me on
