And it was so contradictory yet deliberately put
Never should we start a lecture with a quote
Two-tone stage background the actors returning
Home to eat food covered in nothing good served

In purple plasticwear the orchestra isn't craving
Our attention it sparks the active chords and the
Stage is set ablaze the conductor lights a cigarette
We look at illustrations of ourselves
The orchestra isn't craving just isn't craving

Out attention Appliances that would blow a
Fuse at any time while conducting an ancient
Family recipe to the very next generation
We never saw them coming we've been throwing
Stones at glass houses for too long It's such a cliche
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An Aptly Fictional Description Lyrics

The Number Twelve Looks Like You – An Aptly Fictional Description Lyrics