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Bumblebees

The Burning Glass
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Booked myself a holiday Somewhere in the sun Six thousand degrees or so Is hot enough for anyone. Happiness is not enough I demand euphoria all of the time So said Calvin to Hobbes And it's like he read my mind Do you know what I mean when I say that I feel like foreign currency? Kept in a jar on your window sill Waiting for your next holiday It'd be a shame if I was replaced Like Deutschmarks Drachma Franks and Lira It'd be OK if you took me away and left me today in this techno party The ashtray gives the game away I haven't slept a wink Got up every hour or so To piss in the sink I wish I had a million me's I'd send them out like bumblebees To fertilise the flowers that grow On the slopes of the Pyrenees Do you know what I mean when I say that I feel like foreign currency? Kept in a jar on your window sill Waiting for your next holiday It'd be a shame if I was replaced Like Deutschmarks Drachma Franks and Lira It'd be OK if you took me away and left me somewhere in the sun I can't draw any conclusions But I can draw quite convincing polar bears I would like to turn my life around But that would be like Convincing polar bears to tap dance Or go vegetarian Did something inexplicable Riding on my bike down hill one night I'd like to say it was the brakes that failed But actually I shut my eyes Just for a minute or two I flew Till I swerved into the curb and went over the handlebars Thankfully there where no cars But I've still got scars Do you know what I mean when I say that I feel like I'm tap dancing on thin ice Left to my own devices I just can't decide if I'm indecisive Stretching metaphors like rubber bands round letters in a postman's hands Going about his rounds pretending he's a bumblebee. Do you know what I mean when I say that I feel like foreign currency? Kept in a jar on your window sill Waiting for your next holiday It'd be a shame if I was replaced Like Deutschmarks Drachma Franks and Lira It'd be OK if you took me away and left me somewhere in the sun