Paroles de Perfume-V

Fun for an hour till the hour's gone Can a one trick night feed 40 days? And in my bed at the break of dawn She shivered like a vein slashed bright and new She's got the radioactive And it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay She's got the radioactive And it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay Grip force the vials and strip the locks Smash the set and slash the beds And when it looks like a wife's ex-plot We'll cover all the rugs with cheap perfume She's got the radioactive And it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay She's got the radioactive And it makes me feel okay I don't feel okay (Like a docent's lisp, like a damsel's spin) She's got the radioactive (Like a dry gin's twist) And it makes me feel okay (Of lime) I don't feel okay (Like a poor old serf, Like a poke's old spurs) She's got the radioactive (Like a pastor's flock) And it makes me feel okay (No church) I don't feel okay