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Unsettled Video (MV)




Performed By: Robyn Hitchcock
Language: English
Written by: Robyn Hitchcock




Robyn Hitchcock - Unsettled Lyrics




What can I say to you?

Butter engines packer swallow piston in you shatter inches bell
Blood or glass eruption it embarrassed of the seven druids
Muscle-bound instructions of a patient forest fire
In the mouth, the dogs expire

Helicopter pepper cord I'd ram impatient swallow on patrol
Gotta leave her heart plug in her dinner service multiply my
Casserole is friendship easy fear in patterned leaves
Suddenly the feeling of you leaves

Everybody fourteen-points in session buy a rusty pair of clint
Should in fact potatoes straddles rockery of hairy mythic
Mental dung-heap flurry over shot lasagna breeds
In a hollow shoe the mincemeat sees for you
Everything breathes for you

Got a heart exact tomato flourish on a spike of greedy prongs
If a baseball dug moussaka Alan wraps the biscuit in a
Novel thongs accepted every turning bends away
Biting off a crust, the troubled hey do you
What can I say to you?
What can I say to you?
What can I say to you?

...(in white they dance) against the blue and wail
Their curling bodies flail around the sail
The figurehead before the mast
Stares back into the golden (past)...
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English

What can I say to you?

Butter engines packer swallow piston in you shatter inches bell
Blood or glass eruption it embarrassed of the seven druids
Muscle-bound instructions of a patient forest fire
In the mouth, the dogs expire

Helicopter pepper cord I'd ram impatient swallow on patrol
Gotta leave her heart plug in her dinner service multiply my
Casserole is friendship easy fear in patterned leaves
Suddenly the feeling of you leaves

Everybody fourteen-points in session buy a rusty pair of clint
Should in fact potatoes straddles rockery of hairy mythic
Mental dung-heap flurry over shot lasagna breeds
In a hollow shoe the mincemeat sees for you
Everything breathes for you

Got a heart exact tomato flourish on a spike of greedy prongs
If a baseball dug moussaka Alan wraps the biscuit in a
Novel thongs accepted every turning bends away
Biting off a crust, the troubled hey do you
What can I say to you?
What can I say to you?
What can I say to you?

...(in white they dance) against the blue and wail
Their curling bodies flail around the sail
The figurehead before the mast
Stares back into the golden (past)...
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Writer: Robyn Hitchcock
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management


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