Cake şarkı sözleri
Launching loony thoughts into the bending of your mindYou reach for something high but it's a mountain that you findHe's a king dust demon with an icepick smileHis music fills your feathers as you feel your passions flyWith the mustache man on the carpet of his vanYou can feel your fatty tissues giving way to sweaty handsAnd the woofers keep distorting and the tweeters kiss the girlsHis horn-rimmed glasses lights a square beneath his curlsI have wasted so much timeI have wasted so much timeHe is like a politician who is practicing a speechHe is racing, he is pacing, he is sleeping on his beatAs the sky begins to darken and the waves begin to rollYou can feel the oceans rising as you're losing all controlAnd meanwhile back at the Candlerock LoungeIt is past 11:30 and your friends are getting downThey're applying purple eyeshadow, drinking warm beerThey're wondering where you went to when you told them you'd be hereI have wasted so much timeI have wasted so much timeI have wasted so much timeI have wasted so much time
