Lyrics to I'm Always Offending My Sensitive Friends
I'm always offending my sensitive friends
With my loud lingo-istics and rat-poison pen
When I fly through the air on a cheap chandelier
Crashing down on the party below
What a stupidly great way to go!
Molly, why don't you love me no more?
Remember the good times we had long before?
You with your lemon and me with my spoon
All dressed up like a clown with a big red balloon
You with you hat pin and me in a thong
Doing Disco Forever
Where did we go wrong?
I'm always defending my sensitive friends
For their upright behaviour and uncertain ends
Though the eyes may be blinking
The light never bends
Casting doubt on the depth of the soul
And the flakes never fall from the bowl
Molly, why don't you hold me no more?
Remember the newspaper spread on the floor?
with you and your classifieds
Me with my bag
Stuffed full of sandwiches
You with the rag
Wiping the dust off the keys to the car
Planning your getaway
Scraping the jar
You don't say the words you used to say
And so I'm sad all day
I'm always pretending my sensitive friends
Are the ones who don't like me
And that's where it ends...
The gavel bangs down
The judge says "enough"
The lawyers all turn into clouds
There's a sign posted "no dogs allowed"
With my loud lingo-istics and rat-poison pen
When I fly through the air on a cheap chandelier
Crashing down on the party below
What a stupidly great way to go!
Molly, why don't you love me no more?
Remember the good times we had long before?
You with your lemon and me with my spoon
All dressed up like a clown with a big red balloon
You with you hat pin and me in a thong
Doing Disco Forever
Where did we go wrong?
I'm always defending my sensitive friends
For their upright behaviour and uncertain ends
Though the eyes may be blinking
The light never bends
Casting doubt on the depth of the soul
And the flakes never fall from the bowl
Molly, why don't you hold me no more?
Remember the newspaper spread on the floor?
with you and your classifieds
Me with my bag
Stuffed full of sandwiches
You with the rag
Wiping the dust off the keys to the car
Planning your getaway
Scraping the jar
You don't say the words you used to say
And so I'm sad all day
I'm always pretending my sensitive friends
Are the ones who don't like me
And that's where it ends...
The gavel bangs down
The judge says "enough"
The lawyers all turn into clouds
There's a sign posted "no dogs allowed"
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