Paroles de Paul Treacy Probably Knows
There bloweth that straw againHe doesn't really want to be your boyfriend
Too pitiful for that thought
His politics are funny and his nerves are fraught
Does he even know the difference
Between a teenage stage and the lifelong rages that he sang about?
On the first sunny day in a long time
He's the grubbiest boy in the room
Paul Treacy probably knows
That you don't solicit for his feelings
He wants the power to glow,
But dimly, once in a while
You'll understand all his words
Some art is so impenetrable that it hurts
But he writes a good murder tale
Sets it to a drone and an offensive wail
Once elected, all the cinemas
Shall be obliged to shut down for one night in deference to his honesty
And the clones will decide they don't love him
Leaving you at his court on your own
Paul Treacy probably knows And if he has a problem
With your impassioned dedication
It's just the level of injustice that you
Can use to fuel your own creations
On the first sunny day in a long time
He's the grubbiest boy in the room
Paul Treacy probably knows
That you don't solicit for his feelings
He wants the power to glow,
But dimly, once in a while
You'll understand all his words
Some art is so impenetrable that it hurts
But he writes a good murder tale
Sets it to a drone and an offensive wail
Once elected, all the cinemas
Shall be obliged to shut down for one night in deference to his honesty
And the clones will decide they don't love him
Leaving you at his court on your own
Paul Treacy probably knows And if he has a problem
With your impassioned dedication
It's just the level of injustice that you
Can use to fuel your own creations
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