These clever convicts

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KASABIAN – Cutt Off

John was a scientist, he was hooked on LSD
Interested in mind control and how the monkey held the key
Said that all life is experiments somebody's planning for the heir
It's for the unexpected citizens who hallucinate in fear.
Sing that.

Chew the backbone, A solar system, these clever convicts

In union station, with a package in his hand
Tied to the suspect, he chanced him where he stand
And I don't think you realise he's coming for your neck
And the sound is breaking all around
He's keeping lives in check

Chew the backbone, a solar system, these clever convicts

Making his getaway threw a punched out mirror
He blend into the crowd, hear the system scream
And all those spies that strikes your head
are clinging to their guns
And if you smell those almonds man, I think you better run.

Checkout.

Chew the backbone, a solar system, these clever convicts.
Chew the backbone, a solar system, these clever convicts.
Chew the backbone, a solar system, these clever convicts. 

John era uno scienziato, era rimasto sotto all’LSD
Era interessato al controllo della mente e a come la chiave fosse tenuta dalle scimmie
E tutti i suoi esperimenti sono frutto delle sue progettazioni per aria
E’ per i cittadini ignari che hanno le allucinazioni per la paura

Fino all’osso
Un sistema solare
Quegli intelligenti condannati

Alla stazione on un pacco in mano
Legato al sospetto di star rischiando a stare li
Non penso che vi siate resi conto che sta venendo per il vostro collo
Ed il suono sta risuonando in giro, sta tenendo le vite sotto controllo

Fino all’osso
Un sistema solare
Quegli intelligenti condannati

Sta fuggendo attraverso uno specchio bucato
Si mescola tra la folla, sente il sistema urlare
E tutte quelle spie e quei colpi che sentite si stanno aggrappando alla pistola
E se odori quelle mandorle, uomo, penso sia meglio che scappi

Fino all’osso
Un sistema solare
Quegli intelligenti condannati

About AvatarNemo

V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valourous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.

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