מילים לשיר Arms Control Poseur – Fall

Death of a sense of humour
n death of sense
How do you recover from this? What do you fear?
Being found out
Then why do you always give yourself away? What do you want to do?
Hide
Then why go out and make an exhibition of yourself? What do you seek?
Oblivion
And drugs walk the streets What you want to be able to do
Is worst advice
Louse given in largesse Arms control
Arms control poseur
Arms control Parliment connives a diseased access company
Theres nothing much I can do about this
So I drink in recline with an acquaintance, sound Spouse is talking on the phone
To well
Arms control poseur I found my home
I made a calendar that wasnt there
To find whether it was the first of december
Or not Armed control poseur
In pity and envy
Dragged from the streets
I quite very very much enjoyed
His jovial lies
Lying Arms control poseur Arms control poseur
Arms control poseur Sports car interior
Encrusted with bluebottles
Armoured car interior
Encrusted with bluebottles
I even stoop to an icy vodka
As I feel the inevitable
Battle creep nearer and nearer
Chip! chip!
Arms control poseur Arms control poseur (armoured car interior
Encrusted with bluebottles
I even stoop to an icy vodka
As I feel the inevitable
Battle creep nearer and nearer
Armed control poseur As my great great great great great
Great great great great
Familiar found out
As my great great great great
Similar found out
As my great great great great great
Great great grandfat.