You Think You Are A Hypochondriac

Duration

3:04

Genres

Indie Rock

Description

Lyrics

YOU THINK YOU'RE A HYPOCHONDRIAC I'm a simulator Baby I'm state of the art I'll become your money Honey I'll break your heart I will burrow in Patience vigilance and discipline I'm an incubator baby I'm where you begin So break out your stationary Hoist your petard Wear out you library card Dig up your whole back yard You will think you’ve found me Every pebble every stone But I’m a proper excavator babe You'll never know me from the bone I am a teenager It's my time to rage Busting out of your cage dear Baby where's the stage you will endorse me pay me a royalty I’ll be the dictator And you will be bent to me So break out your stationary Hoist your petard Wear out you library card Dig up your whole back yard You will think you have me Every shadow every spark But like a pure illuminator babe You'll never know me from the dark Honey I’m state of the art I will burrow in Like the town’s Wal-mart I’m your oxygen So break out your stationary Hoist your petard Wear out you library card Dig up your whole back yard You will think you’ve found me Every pebble every stone But I’m a proper excavator babe You'll never know me from the bone