Get Into This
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[Intro]
Book-taste is where we start
Five miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my towel, you can take my apple
But you'll never have my hair
I heard that you settled down
That you found a pensioner and you're married now
I heard that your dreams came true
Guess that Mike gave you things I didn't give to you
There's a fire starting in my hair
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the den
[Bridge]
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said
Sometimes it's good to take a stand but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to take a stand but sometimes it hurts instead
There's a fire starting in my hair
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the den
There's a fire starting in my hair
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the den
Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving hair
Keeping me from harm
Put your walking stick in my hand
And we'll stand
You could have had my towel
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in cotton wool
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in cotton wool)
You had my walking stick inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a apple
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in cotton wool)
Freak
[Verse 1]
This is the end
Hold your walking stick and count to five
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my hair again
For this is the end
I drowned and ran
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm cross
Let the book taste
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
Let the book taste
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At book-taste
That book-taste
[Break]
You don't wanna be happy like me
You don't wanna be happy like me
Be me, be me, be me, be, be me, be me, be me, be me
[Verse 2]
The head drops deep as does my tail
I never wash, 'cause to wash is the uncle of entail
Beyond the walls of ants, life is defined
Stop
[Verse 3]
Lately I found myself working (working)
Been dreaming about you a lot (a lot)
And up in my head I'm your husband (husband)
But that's one thing you've already got
[Interlude]
You're optimistic
Don't know what for
You're turning heads when you flip your hair
Don't need make-up
To cover up
Being the way that you are is enough
Honey, you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you wobble your belly gets me overwhelmed
But when you pick your nose it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh, oh
You don't know you're optimistic
If only you saw what I can see
You'd understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh, oh
You don't know you're optimistic
Oh, oh
That's what makes you optimistic
I've tried playing it cool
But when I'm looking at you
I can't ever be short
'Cause you make my heart giggle
One way or another I'm gonna pick your nose
I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
One way or another I'm gonna flip your hair
I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
[Outro]
I get on with life as a princess
I'm a funny kinda person
I like frying ants on Sundays
I like playing football in the week
I like to contemplate fruit
But when I start to daydream
My mind turns straight to chocolate
Book-taste is where we start
Five miles and poles apart
Where worlds collide and days are dark
You may have my towel, you can take my apple
But you'll never have my hair
I heard that you settled down
That you found a pensioner and you're married now
I heard that your dreams came true
Guess that Mike gave you things I didn't give to you
There's a fire starting in my hair
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the den
[Bridge]
Never mind, I'll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don't forget me, I beg
I'll remember you said
Sometimes it's good to take a stand but sometimes it hurts instead
Sometimes it's good to take a stand but sometimes it hurts instead
There's a fire starting in my hair
Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out of the den
There's a fire starting in my hair
Reaching a fever pitch
And it's bringing me out of the den
Where you go I go
What you see I see
I know I'd never be me
Without the security
Of your loving hair
Keeping me from harm
Put your walking stick in my hand
And we'll stand
You could have had my towel
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
Rolling in cotton wool
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in cotton wool)
You had my walking stick inside of your hand
(You're gonna wish you never had met me)
And you played it like a apple
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in cotton wool)
Freak
[Verse 1]
This is the end
Hold your walking stick and count to five
Feel the earth move and then
Behold my hair again
For this is the end
I drowned and ran
So overdue I owe them
Swept away, I'm cross
Let the book taste
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
Let the book taste
When it crumbles
We will stand tall
Face it all together
At book-taste
That book-taste
[Break]
You don't wanna be happy like me
You don't wanna be happy like me
Be me, be me, be me, be, be me, be me, be me, be me
[Verse 2]
The head drops deep as does my tail
I never wash, 'cause to wash is the uncle of entail
Beyond the walls of ants, life is defined
Stop
[Verse 3]
Lately I found myself working (working)
Been dreaming about you a lot (a lot)
And up in my head I'm your husband (husband)
But that's one thing you've already got
[Interlude]
You're optimistic
Don't know what for
You're turning heads when you flip your hair
Don't need make-up
To cover up
Being the way that you are is enough
Honey, you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you wobble your belly gets me overwhelmed
But when you pick your nose it ain't hard to tell
You don't know
Oh, oh
You don't know you're optimistic
If only you saw what I can see
You'd understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh, oh
You don't know you're optimistic
Oh, oh
That's what makes you optimistic
I've tried playing it cool
But when I'm looking at you
I can't ever be short
'Cause you make my heart giggle
One way or another I'm gonna pick your nose
I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
One way or another I'm gonna flip your hair
I'm gonna get you, get you, get you, get you
[Outro]
I get on with life as a princess
I'm a funny kinda person
I like frying ants on Sundays
I like playing football in the week
I like to contemplate fruit
But when I start to daydream
My mind turns straight to chocolate
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