Tác giả : Gary Numan
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
You're like poison 
You smile at me 
Talk of love. 
'he' will forgive me 
If i confess. 
 
Your dark sunday 
You lied to me 
And so i 
Replaced god 
With a picture of my car. 
 
I don't like this 
I don't like this. 
 
I'm on the e kick 
So heaven's in my head 
I'm in outland 
Shame on me. 
 
I want pictures 
People come, people go 
D'you think god 
Will forgive me soon? 
 
You won't like this 
You won't like this. 
 
Rip it up 
Rip it into pieces 
Rip it up 
Rip it for good. 
 
Touch me, touch me. 
 
He won't like this 
He won't like this 
 
'he' won't touch me 
I can't dance and i can't sing 
I'm not stone shape 
But time runs out. 
 
I don't like this 
All i see is cold and hard 
All i can do now 
Is break 'the word' 
 
I don't like this 
I don't like this. 
 
'he' will love me? 
Well thank him 
For nothing. 
I need that like 
I need a disease. 
 
So pray for me. 
I don't mind 
I don't care. 
I've found love 
It's an american machine. 
 
I don't like this 
I don't like this.