The_Sweetest_Thing
MacPhisto's serving wench
Hey Man
By Nelly Furtado
Hey, man, don't look so scared
You know I'm only testing you out
Hey man, don't look so angry
You're real close to figuring me out
We are a part of a circle
It's like a mobius strip
And it goes round and round until it loses a link
And there's a shadow in the sky
And it looks like rain, oh oh
And shit is gonna fly once again
Hey, man, we look at each other
With ample eyes and
Why not some time to discover
What's behind your eyes, and
I've got so many questions
That I want to ask you
I am so tired of mirrors
Pour me a glass of your wine
And there's a shadow in the sky
And it looks like rain, oh oh
And shit is gonna fly once again
Ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah, ah ah
I've got a bunch of government cheques at my door
Each morning I try to send them back
But they only send me more
I look at myself in the mirror; am I vital today?
Hey, man, I let my conscience get in the way
Oh no
And there's a shadow in the sky
But it looks like rain, oh oh
And shit is gonna fly once again, oh oh
And I don't mean to rain on your parade
But pathos has got me once again
And I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more, ah
No I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more, eh yeah yeah
I said I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more
No more
I said I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more
No more
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Whoa! AMBIVALANCE? An 11 letter word in a pop song? Give her credit!
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*Have you come here for forgiveness? Have you come to raise the dead? Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head?*
[This message has been edited by The_Sweetest_Thing (edited 01-25-2002).]
By Nelly Furtado
Hey, man, don't look so scared
You know I'm only testing you out
Hey man, don't look so angry
You're real close to figuring me out
We are a part of a circle
It's like a mobius strip
And it goes round and round until it loses a link
And there's a shadow in the sky
And it looks like rain, oh oh
And shit is gonna fly once again
Hey, man, we look at each other
With ample eyes and
Why not some time to discover
What's behind your eyes, and
I've got so many questions
That I want to ask you
I am so tired of mirrors
Pour me a glass of your wine
And there's a shadow in the sky
And it looks like rain, oh oh
And shit is gonna fly once again
Ah ah, ah ah
Ah ah, ah ah
I've got a bunch of government cheques at my door
Each morning I try to send them back
But they only send me more
I look at myself in the mirror; am I vital today?
Hey, man, I let my conscience get in the way
Oh no
And there's a shadow in the sky
But it looks like rain, oh oh
And shit is gonna fly once again, oh oh
And I don't mean to rain on your parade
But pathos has got me once again
And I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more, ah
No I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more, eh yeah yeah
I said I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more
No more
I said I don't want ambivalence
No I don't want ambivalence no more
No more
-------
Whoa! AMBIVALANCE? An 11 letter word in a pop song? Give her credit!
------------------
*Have you come here for forgiveness? Have you come to raise the dead? Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head?*
[This message has been edited by The_Sweetest_Thing (edited 01-25-2002).]
