Rory And The Artificial Heart – The Adventures Of Me And Me lyrics
Everyday’s inspiration to further my cause
Hence the cause to all my problems
You’re the chief accessory in this
I vouch to make another sandwich
Minutes lost in a clock that’s torn by the seams
The rest is leaking out my pockets
Small creatures springing out from the bed
I get the notion that they’re friendly
We don’t need no friends
We’re doing all right
They will never understand
Why I’m keeping you around
(so how you feeling?
ALRIGHT!)
Objects scatter all over the floor
Such an intricate collection
Notebook of scripture like a parade
It’s Full of little flying numbers
A man said sharply take this all away
This shit is causing new distractions
A Lesson here, boy, if you listen to him
He’s going to get you into trouble
Hey, the doctor knows what’s best for me
He’s going to save me from myself
We don’t need no friends
We’re doing all right
They will never understand
Why I’m keeping you around
We don’t need no friends
We’re doing all right
They will never understand
Why I’m keeping you around
The radio’s busted – non-operational
Felt this way for years
And there’s nothing you can do that’s going to change my mind
The radio’s busted – non-operational
I’ve felt this way for years
And there’s nothing you can do that’s going to change me
Hey, I know I know what’s best for me
I’m going to save myself the way I should have long before you came
Hey, the doctor knows what’s best for me
He’s going to save me from myself
Hey, I know I know what’s best for me
I’m going to save myself the way I should
Hey, the doctor knows what’s best for me
He’s going to save me from myself
We don’t need no friends
We’re doing all right
They will never understand
Why I’m keeping you around
We don’t need no friends
We’re doing all right
They will never understand
Why I’m keeping you around
Top Rory And The Artificial Heart songs
- Deja Vroom
- Nice Planet. We'll Take It.
- Kind Of Like Choloroformity (Cheers To Another One)
- Your Will Or Whatever
- Tonight I Just Don't Care, I'm Having A Candy Dinner
- Hey (Parts I, Ii And Iv)
- Everybody Stabbed Me And It Didn't Even Hurt
- Packed More Trunks Than The Jersey Mob
- False Positives
- Doin' Lines Of Conga
- The Sick Six Hundred
- Typical
- Hope
- This Could Have Been A Dance Dance Revolution; But Now It's Just A Dance
- It's On Senor... Go!