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They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
Posts: 1,157
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This time of night is usually alive
But my spirits fell as I stepped inside The dancefloor wore a vacant sign I'd see more action if I were blind You seemed so keen out there in the queue I misconstrued your trainer shoes as fit to dance in At a loss I go and prop myself against the bar Relieve the boredom, checking girls out as they're passing Chagrin creeps in, now I cannot win Make no mistake, I feel the need for a shakedown At my limit, if a party started up this minute, It would be good timing, cos' I'm borderlining breakdown Breakdown Breakdown Breakdown The clientele look cataleptic Immobile, unmoving, inert They don't want to mess up their freshly-pressed hair They don't want to sweat on their shirts The cliques and crowds stand nervously around How did they come here with such timid dispositions? They long to prance and dance and get on down But suddenly are overcome by inhibitions Chagrin creeps in, now I cannot win Make no mistake, I feel the need for a shakedown At my limit, if a party started up this minute, It would be good timing, cos' I'm borderlining breakdown Breakdown Breakdown Breakdown So I go sit at the bar Waiting for the night to flourish And occupy my time Getting alcoholically nourished Til there's vodka in my stomach To the sum of fifty quid And my body's seen more spirits Than the Ghostbusters ever did And its about time to breakdown I thinks its time to breakdown Breakdown Breakdown Breakdown ----- This is a lyric for a slightly crazy party song and the main point of the lyric is to get as much internal rhyming and rhythmic overcrowding into the fast song as possible, while still getting the point across. If you're having trouble imagining how it goes, just read it aloud and as fast a you can and you should be somewhere close. |
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