dEUS - Favourite Game lyrics

rate me

The sponsor's sweating

The girls are fretting

But he's getting away

With re-fuck

This city crawler

Would like to howler

He's not a brawler

But he's got something to say

Like burning down a flat

To light a cigarette

Rest your eyes, got no tears for a love song

Rest your eyes, you got it coming on

How late the favourite game

Eleven on the clock of fun and shame

Into the black anew

We need a big blow to kill a little flame

Tell me what you gonna do

Come on now baby can you put me through

It's suck, squeeze, bang and blow

I feel at home in your pressure dome

Let's jettison in unison

That monotonous drone

(It's) like burning down a flat

To light a cigarette

Rest your eyes, got no tears for a love song

Rest your eyes, you got it coming on

How late the favourite game

Eleven on the clock of fun and shame

Into the black anew

We need a big blow to kill a little flame

Tell me what you gonna do

I don't wanna look at the receding moon

Tell me what you gonna do

Come on now baby can you put me through

Oh let me hype this dream

My own promo machine

Wipe your belly clean

Like a “Behind the scenes”

We've been there before

I always been your whore

But now I want it more

I am bored and lonely tonight