Track byMichel Polnareff
Stop Stop Sunday morning and you are gasping in a pink ambulance All night long you didn't notice that those rabbits had guns Twist your thoughts as they fall quickly like Tetris blocks There's so much swearing too much lying in our greeting cards. So we sold our hearts to pet shops for the perfect red IKEA match Say "I love you" and "I miss you" "Yours forever" just to keep in touch We've been talking, tried the nails, tried the scissors but nothing came up We'll go Ouh and Ou Until we are two cubes of sugar in a French coffee flood I feel like dinning with Hitchcock every time that we fuck Kill all the lovers' satellites We are just humming Take us Home Stop Stop