Studio Song کے بول

Unlock the door of this room A thumb for singers when they go out of tune Or the release of a big coming soon Compose the core of it's delusion Presuming they'll reach the headlines By drinking lots of coffee Waking early Sleeping late Giving orders Telling jokes But no one likes it anyway Find a wife now for you Who would sing every time for you Maybe she'll never let you down She won't you leave you alone with the studio song So don't leave her alone with the studio song Unlock my head, i left the building But the strain still remains for it's last breath A misplaced estrangement stops the engines Unable to get back i gave a big laugh Expecting for than to react helpfully But when you protest they don't understand So you explain again The concept, it ain't no art And you don't have the face To assume that you're not good on it