Caught From The Air by Tasavallan Presidentti Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Get my kicks like an octopus donkey
I'm disturbed sick in my mind
Computers ain't able to gimme the pace
Chip on my shoulder, egg on my face
Wild frustrations gettin' me down
Fry my head in linseed oil
Serve with olives and that ain't all
Slice my tongue, do me good
Fill my nails with bamboo cane
Suck my thumb, sell my brain

[Verse 2]
Who's got time to gimme an offer?
I need help, any old kind
Computers ain't able to gimme a line
Feel a lot older all the time
Calculations gettin' me down
Try my hand at something new
Maybe buy a stamp or two
Slice my tongue, do me good
Fill my nails with bamboo canе
Suck my thumb, sell my brain
[Saxophone Solo]

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
I don't need advice on the wеather
Rain or shine, out of my mind
My TV is broken and radio too
Ain't got no records, lonely and blue
Practise death in the kitchen or loo
Cut down breathing, fake I'm sane
Hold my horses, blow my brain
Slice my tongue, do me good
Watch my stars and P's and Q's
Give up hoping, thinking too

[Verse 4]
Get some time to walk down the sewer
Then again, I couldn't be sure
My guru, he tells me to stand on my head
Transcend to the truth and live while I'm dead
Wild frustrations getting me down
Fry my head in linseed oil
Serve with olives and that ain't all
Slice my tongue, do me good
Fill my nails with bamboo cane
Suck my thumb, sell my brain