作词 : Jones
I'm just lying here thinking to myself again
I'm round the bend
I've been driving round talking to myself again
No making no sense
So what makes you and what makes me?
What makes men lie through their teeth?
And what makes ten ton birds fly me across the sea?
And who's to say that if the sun went out today
That all the movie stars would drive their cars away
The fallen angels from their pay checks on parade
What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall
I'm standing here looking at myself again
I'm going blind
I'm just sitting here playing with myself again
It's turning me on
So what makes you and what makes me?
What makes women lie through their teeth?
And what makes ten ton ships sail me across the sea?
And who's to say that if the sun went out today
That all the movie stars would drive their cars away
The fallen angels from their pay checks on parade
What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall
So what makes you and what makes me?
What makes people lie through their teeth?
And what makes ten ton trains rail me under the sea?
And who's to say that if the sun went out today
That all the movie stars would drive their cars away
Fallen angels from their pay checks on parade
What's going down?
What's going around?
I'm climbing the wall