A Leg End In His Own Boots letra

I wish i could, do you think i should?
Get my fingers down your throat at the same time
That i cut you with a very long, very sharp knife
Oh come in number one, your time is all but done
Should it be anything to do with anyone

I must confess, i think it best
That i seperate your breath from your body
It's only a shell so don't worry
Oh come in number two
Your time is all but through
Should it have anything at all to do with you

I bless the day, i bless the splendid day
I catch you on the phone to your lover
Tell her that you've studied that karma with another
Oh come in number three
I know that you can hear me
Any reason for your breathing just eludes me

Neds Atomic Dustbin - Letras

• A Leg End In His Own Boots
• All I Ask Of Myself Is That I Hold Together
• Borehole
• Capital Letters
• Cut Up
• Grey Cell Green
• Happy
• Kill Your Television
• Less Than Useful
• Not Sleeping Around
• Nothing Like
• Premonition
• Selfish
• Song Eleven Could Take Forever
• Spring
• Stuck
• Suave And Suffocated
• Swallowing Air
• Talk Me Down
• Tantrum
• Throwing Things
• To Be Righ
• Traffic
• Two And Two Made Five
• Until You Find Out
• Victim
• Walking Through Syrup
• What Gives My Son
• Who Goes First
• You
• You Don't Want To Do That
• Your Complex
• Your Only Joke