Throwing Things
Ned's Atomic Dustbin
God Fodder
I'm not saying this for the sake if it
I'll take so much and then I'll have to quit
I know how I feel, I know how I feel
The words don't fit
I can't speak, I can't speak, I can't speak
I think I've lost the art of conversation
Things are looking bleak
Please go easy on me
I don't know what's wrong with me
Please be gentle with me
And take it easy, take it easy, take it easy
Take it out on me
I hear Did right? you Did I hear you wrong?
Did I miss something?
Tell me who's the sleeping partner
Who's the sleeping partner here?
'Cause you don't speak
And speak I don't we never seem to speak
I think you're deaf
I think you're dumb but you tell me
Please go easy on me
I don't know what's wrong with me
Please be gentle with me
And take it easy, take it easy, take it easy
Take it out on me
Now you're tying up my heart strings
I've got no halo, got no wings
We've got verbal constipation
Let's start throwing things
Let's start throwing things, let's start throwing things
Let's start throwing things, let's start throwing things
Let's start throwing things, let's start throwing things