The Polyphonic Spree - Section 24 (The Fragile Army) текст песни

Will we wish they never called you home?

Hold the line, please be right
You left them on the floor
Hold the line, caught the strike
You left them on the floor
(oh no, oh no!)
We left them on the floor

Design a black note
You type on your keyboard
You swallow the very words you called your own

You tighten your backup - ooh, you're so psychic!
We all wanna know
Did you marry the witch you've come to know?

You're lying back now; you totally found out
We follow the scary words you learned to grow

So slow and stall now; prepare for a countdown!
We all wanna know
If we marry the ones we love the most!

The ticking, the tocking
The losing - how shocking!
The world wants to know
If we're ready to put you on the floor

It's time for you to lose your excitement
It's time for you to lose your excitement
It's time for you to lose your excitement

We left him on the floor
Oh no, oh no
We left him on the floor
Oh no, oh no
We left him on the floor