Из альбома: In Search of Elusive Little Comets
Oh language is dead
So she believes
I'm looking up
Socially bereaved
Just like Carlisle
She lies on the border
Disorder surrounds
Her every noun
One night in October
The clocks go back
And she attacks me oh
Grabbing my left shoulder
Suspects in texts that leave her wrecked uh-oh
One night in October
So I sit her down
And say this must top
'Cause all we do
Is argue and shop
She goes to Boots
I go to Argos
Complete with deceit
We stalk each aisle
One night in October
She throws a towel, the sink a scowl uh-oh
One night in October
With more invective
Than the average detective
Questions me on the lawn
With doors ajar
Tonight I will sleep in my car
One night in October
Oh intensive care
Intensively she's aware
That I, I miss the heat
Solace and sway of the sheets
Oh this dashboard's so hard
Can't cushion the beats of my heart
One night in October
Uh-oh
One night in October
The clocks go back
And she attacks me oh
Grabbing my left shoulder
With more invective
Than the average detective
Questions me on the lawn
With doors ajar
Tonight I might sleep in the car
One night in October