Lyrics

Chopsticks

I guess I'm typical
of little boys that had it all
we shaped like little cherub dolls
I longed to be a criminal
hopped under fences
we lived in broken sentences
I don't mean to deceive you man
in fact you'll be my biggest fan
but she was sixteen boys
all waiting round the corridor
with tiny tongues in flames
and their mouths circling my name
I'm feeling grounded
baby now I am surrounded
with little songs so quick
and they're reducing me to chopsticks

Chorus:
Hey man I know exactly what you're thinking
she said, Hey man I know exactly where you come from

and so I tried to explain I didn't mean it no harm
my pocket's pity is that work is going woefully
yeah, they learned me how to read
my job's a little humdrum
I sit there by the window
and pretend like I'm a swallow
I thought the lines were straight
although there'd been a few complaints
the idiots outside will get the cutest girls there anyway
I'm trading secrets of my life for this sweet article
despite a chain of cigarettes
she tasted like a popsicle

Chorus:

She's supervixen blue
she told me she'd done this before
her breathing told me she was new
she closed her eyes and I the door
dropped clues in front of me
with the charisma of a Kennedy
we fumbled till we killed the lights
like two kids in a playground fight

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Music and lyrics by Rick Temporao