Queen Of Languages 歌词

Rock! We hung from a thread just to prove poetry undead We rendered ourselves perfectly suitable to public consumption Once again you've mistaken the minerals for cures Confused the catechism with your chores My aim is only true when I'm hanging the true We swung from a string just to prove poetry unreadable We rendered ourselves perfectly suited to public consumption Once again you've mistaken the minerals for cures Confused the catechism with your chores My aim is only true when I'm hanging the true A lesson to us all Louise will not be faltering She craves a cul-de-sac to look back upon and so do we If I appear oblivious it's only 'cause I'm blessed With the foresight to know that I knew you had been had Before you were through being had Go easy on me, queen of languages, please