AIRCON

Yellow haze and white noise in here - things are getting stale When you speak you pin me to the wall with a nail I’m feeling for your touch-screen but you’re switched off again Your words are bang and bump and blame like a psycho-train

So turn on your air-con air-con flush the blame away Take off your covering and let’s go press and play Activate start your air-con take a few big breaths There’s ugliness inside your mind - put it to the death

Since I been making something of my ordinary life You been limping badly like you went under the knife But what is operating is your wayward jealousy Cancel your inertia and stop hitting me so cheap

So turn on your air-con air-con flush the blame away Take off your covering and let’s go press and play Activate start your air-con take a few big breaths There’s ugliness inside your mind - put it to the death

Back me up – don’t put me down Want you babe – but not your frown Let’s go out – let’s go live life We can laugh – if we live it right