| Take your white finger
And slide it in under The top and bottom buttons of My blazer Relax the fraying wool Slacken ties and I Not to look at you in the shoe But the eyes Find the eyes Find me and follow me Through corridors, refectories And files You must follow Leave this academic factory You’ll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It’s better in the matinee The dark of the matinee Is mine Yes, it’s mine I time every journey To bump into you Accidentally I Charm you and tell you Of the boys I hate All the girls I hate All the words I hate All the clothes I hate How I’ll never be Anything I hate You smile Mention something that you like Oh, how you’d have a happy life If you did the things you like Find me and follow me Through corridors, refectories And files You must follow Leave this academic factory You’ll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It’s better in the matinee The dark of the matinee Is mine Yes, it’s mine So I’m on BBC2 now Telling Terry Logan how I made it and What I made is unclear now But his deference is And his laughter is My words and smile Are so easy Yes, it’s easy now Yes, it’s easy now Find me and follow me Through corridors, refectories And files You must follow Leave this academic factory You’ll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It’s better in the matinee The dark of the matinee Find me and follow me Through corridors, refectories And files You must follow Leave this academic factory You’ll find me in the matinee The dark of the matinee It’s better in the matinee The dark of the matinee Is mine Yes, it’s mine |
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| Song: The Dark of the Matinee Artist: Franz Ferninand CD: Franz Ferninand |