Из альбома: Music @ Work
I don't wanna put another thought
in my head.
The Humming Bird is cleared for
maintenance,
evacuating long after it made no sense.
It's not so much a load and stay anymore
as a gotta-get-down-the-road-before-the-
temperature-soars.
I don't wanna put a little thought
in your head.
Diplomacy goes even better with drinks
(until the big city trees begin to shrink.)
It's not so much a load out and stay anymore
it's gotta get down the road before the
snarling traffic roars
I don't wanna ask you,
'What you got in your head?'
I'm not gonna ask you
a whole bunch of questions.
OK, we agree to disagree...
Giving up... Giving up the Embassy
is a whole lot better than,
The Embassy's Surrendering.
Flying home under the approval of the stars,
I couldn't be more at home with the way
things are so hard.
It's not so much a load out and stay anymore
it's gotta get down the road before the
confetti cannon blows
with litigious force.
I don't wanna ask you,
'What you got in your head?'
I'm not gonna ask you
'Whatcha been thinking?'
I don't wanna put another thought
in my head.
I don't wanna put another thought
in my head.