Feeling like a wise man
Holding an ankh to the light
Then I get to thinking I'll find cities in sand
And I take another beating
While I'm losing my sight
And going out of my mind
Oh, my myopia
Grass their friends up, not their days up, never
Comb their hair and moan about the weather
Can I hope that I'm allowed a breather?
Oh, my myopia
Tuck your bib in, sit down to your platter
Swallowing the world is now your oyster
But it tastes more or less like cum
Seedy utopia
In a month of Sundays someday you'll be my bride
No longer the best man I once was in your eyes
You administer the beatings and I'm losing my sight
Yeah, going out of my mind
Oh, my myopia
Had some time to consider the problem
Gym'll fix it, gymnasium ad nauseum
They're in my face and what a good sport I've been
Oh, my myopia
Feeling like a wise man
Holding an ankh to the light
Then I get to thinking I'll find cities in sand
I don't wanna be defeated
So I'm turning my back to this latest attack
Oh, my myopia...
...is to blame
Warts and shame
There's nothing else to blame for this
So close your eyes and talk about the weather
Close your minds to whispers from the ether
I will face the chaos with a grin
I will take it on the chin
I will take it on the chin.
Cats Are Aliens - Lacatus Fringe Lyrics
Cats Are Aliens - Lacatus Fringe Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Feeling like a wise man
Holding an ankh to the light
Then I get to thinking I'll find cities in sand
And I take another beating
While I'm losing my sight
And going out of my mind
Oh, my myopia
Grass their friends up, not their days up, never
Comb their hair and moan about the weather
Can I hope that I'm allowed a breather?
Oh, my myopia
Tuck your bib in, sit down to your platter
Swallowing the world is now your oyster
But it tastes more or less like cum
Seedy utopia
In a month of Sundays someday you'll be my bride
No longer the best man I once was in your eyes
You administer the beatings and I'm losing my sight
Yeah, going out of my mind
Oh, my myopia
Had some time to consider the problem
Gym'll fix it, gymnasium ad nauseum
They're in my face and what a good sport I've been
Oh, my myopia
Feeling like a wise man
Holding an ankh to the light
Then I get to thinking I'll find cities in sand
I don't wanna be defeated
So I'm turning my back to this latest attack
Oh, my myopia...
...is to blame
Warts and shame
There's nothing else to blame for this
So close your eyes and talk about the weather
Close your minds to whispers from the ether
I will face the chaos with a grin
I will take it on the chin
I will take it on the chin.
Holding an ankh to the light
Then I get to thinking I'll find cities in sand
And I take another beating
While I'm losing my sight
And going out of my mind
Oh, my myopia
Grass their friends up, not their days up, never
Comb their hair and moan about the weather
Can I hope that I'm allowed a breather?
Oh, my myopia
Tuck your bib in, sit down to your platter
Swallowing the world is now your oyster
But it tastes more or less like cum
Seedy utopia
In a month of Sundays someday you'll be my bride
No longer the best man I once was in your eyes
You administer the beatings and I'm losing my sight
Yeah, going out of my mind
Oh, my myopia
Had some time to consider the problem
Gym'll fix it, gymnasium ad nauseum
They're in my face and what a good sport I've been
Oh, my myopia
Feeling like a wise man
Holding an ankh to the light
Then I get to thinking I'll find cities in sand
I don't wanna be defeated
So I'm turning my back to this latest attack
Oh, my myopia...
...is to blame
Warts and shame
There's nothing else to blame for this
So close your eyes and talk about the weather
Close your minds to whispers from the ether
I will face the chaos with a grin
I will take it on the chin
I will take it on the chin.