You've been caught in the middle of a wedding crash
We are lost in a ritual of all the late craze of jazz
All we need is a wrecking ball with shredded grass
To strafe slowly round my shoulders
No, I never get tired of red
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
I never said I was soft, although I feel it sometimes
We don't know when enough is enough of telling you
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams
We are caught in the middle of a dreaded farce
Running in circles, pushing squares, got my triangle close to my heart
All we need is a wrecking ball with shredded glass
To strafe slowly round my shoulders
No, I never get tired of red
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
I never said I was soft, although I feel it sometimes
We don't know when enough is enough of telling you
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams
I never said I was soft, although I feel it sometimes
We don't know when enough is enough of telling you
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams
All of our religions in our faraway dreams...
I never said I was soft, although I feel it sometimes
We don't know when enough is enough of telling you
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams
I never said I was soft, although I feel it sometimes
We don't know when enough is enough of telling you
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and dreams

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