I don't want to put another thought
In my head.
The hummingbird is cleared for
Maintenance,
Evacuating long after it made no sense.
It's not so much a load and stay any more
As a gotta-get-down-the-road-before-the-
Temperature-soars.
I don't want to put a little thought
In your head.
Diplomacy goes even better with drinks
(Until the big city trees began to shrink.)
It's not so much a load out and stay
Anymore
It's gotta get down the road before the
Snarling traffic roars.
I don't want to ask you,
'What you got in your head?'
I'm not gonna ask you
A whole bunch of questions.
OK, we agree to disagree....
Giving up....Giving Up the Embassy
Is a whole lot better than,
The Embassy's Surrendering.
Flying home under the approval of the stars,
I couldn't be more at home with the way
Things are so hard.
It's not so much a load-out
And stay anymore
Its a gotta get down the road before
The confetti cannon blows
With litigious force.
I don't want to ask you,
'What you got in your head?'
I don't want to ask you,
'Whatcha been thinking?'
I don't want to put another
Thought in my head.
I don't want to put another
Thought in my head.
---
Lyrics powered by lyrics.tancode.com
written by BAKER, ROBERT / DOWNIE, GORDON / FAY, JOHNNY / LANGLOIS, JOSEPH PAUL / SINCLAIR, ROBERT GORDON
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing