The rascals - Stockings to suit lyrics

rate me

Manners to endure

Sculptures still sore

Thinking of someone

As the imagination it runs away

Grateful I begin to play

Euphoric in schemes

Scattered through dreams

Prophetic she seems

But I know in the end you'll come crawling back

Oh how I have to laugh

Profound in her wake

Coked up on dates

There's she goes again

As she's scratching out the eyes of the ones in the suits

Black painted nails with stockings to suit

And she's wiping up the thread

Talking on the dead

And she's playing with their name

Startling the main (?)

Scourging the frames

So I went along with her

What else could I do?

What else could I do?

What else could I do?

Elections of ideas

Tantalize my ears

And saaaaay

And they say.

Profound in her wake

Coked up on dates

There's she goes again

With stockings to suit

What else could I do?

With stockings to suit

What else could I do?

And with stockings to suit

What else could I...<br />

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Thanks to razvan