Mandy Moore Lyrics

Album: COVERAGE

Senses Working Overtime Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five

 

 Hey hey

 The clouds are whey

 There's straw for the donkeys and the innocents

 Can all sleep safely, all sleep safely

 My, my the sun is pie

 There's fodder for the cannons and the guilty ones

 Can all sleep safely, all sleep safely

 

 And all the world is football-shaped

 It's just for me to kick in space

 And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

 And I've got one, two, three, four, five

 

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to take this all in

 I've got one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemons and limes

 The pain and the pleasure 

 And the church bells softly chime

 

 Hey hey, night fights day

 There's food for the thinkers and the innocents

 Can all live slowly, all live slowly

 My, my the sky will cry

 Jewels for the thirsty and the guilty ones

 Can all die slowly, all die slowly

 

 And all the world is cookie-shaped

 It's just for me to kick in space

 And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

 

 And I've got one, two, three, four, five 

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to take this all in

 I've got one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemons and limes

 The pain and the pleasure 

 And the church bells softly chime

 

 And birds might fall from black skies

 Bullies might give you black eyes

 Busses might skid on black ice

 But to me it's very beautiful

 Beautiful

 

 And all the world is biscuit shaped

 It's just for me to feed my face

 And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

 

 And I've got one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to take this all in

 I've got one, two, three, four, five

 

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemons and limes

 The pain and the pleasure 

 And it's one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to take this all in

 I've got one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working overtime

 Trying to taste the difference 'tween the lemons and limes

 The pain and the pleasure 

 And the church bells softly chime