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    Talking Heads Making Flippy Floppy текст песни

    Making Flippy Floppy

    Nothing can come between us
    Nothin gets you down
    Nothing strikes your fancy
    Nothing turns you on
    Somebody is waiting in the hallway
    Somebody is falling down the stairs
    Set someone free, break someone’s heart
    Stand up help us out

    Ev’rything is divided
    Nothing is complete
    Ev’rything looks impressive
    Do not be deceived
    You don’t have to wait for more instructions
    No one makes a monkey out of me
    We lie on our backs, feet in the air
    Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain

    Snap into position
    Bounce till you ache
    Step out of line
    And you end up in jail
    Bring me a doctor
    I have a hole in my head
    But they are just people
    And I’m not afraid

    Doctor Doctor
    We have nothing in our pockets
    We continue
    But we have nothing left to offer
    Faces pressed against the window
    Hey! they are just my friends
    Check this out don’t be slick
    Break our backs it goes like this . . .

    We are born without eyesight
    We are born without sin
    And our mama protects us
    From the cold and the rain
    We’re in no hurry
    sugar and spice
    We sing in the darkness
    We poen our eyes (open up)

    I can’t believe it
    And people are strange
    Our president’s crazy
    Did you hear what he said
    Business and pleasure
    Lie right to your face
    Divide it in sections
    And then give it away

    There are no big secrets
    Don’t believe what you read
    We have great big bodies
    We got great big heads
    Run-a-run-a-run it all together
    Check it out — still don’t make no sense
    Makin’ flippy floppy
    Tryin to do my best
    Lock the door
    We kill the beast
    Kill it!

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