Victorian Machinery Songtext / Lyric

Jaded

You're my victorian machinery

Leave yourself to lie

Later

Your tender shape is pinning like the scenery

Ride you like a bike



You be the sailing baby, I'll be the rudder

We could make it all in

'Till it turns into butter

I saw your face

A seminal pleasure, I will love you forever

When I heeded your call in every heavy endeavour

I'll keep your place



Jaded

Coming down the mouth, you're like a buffalo

In your eyes

Crazy

But then again, I'll cook you like your you know

Makes up for her size






You be the sailing baby, I'll be the rudder

We could make it all in

'Till it turns into butter

I saw your face



A seminal pleasure, I will feel you forever

When I heeded your call in every heavy endeavour

I'll keep your place



Be yourself

When I

You be the shark (shack)

And baby I'll be the desert

There is nothing to like

When there is nothing to measure

It's all our space

Whoooh



You are my victorian machinery

Nah nah nah nah nah

Jaded

Make a fist and knock me on the mood again

Leave yourself to lie

Later

Make me feel like I want more than you again

Rock me like the vibe

Crazy

Sing along just like they do in Budapest

On the rise



You be the shark (shack)

And baby I'll be the desert

There is nothing to like

When there is nothing to measure

It's all our space