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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eskimos In Egypt
Eskimos In Egypt
Remixer
Headless Chickens
Headless Chickens
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Matthews
Chris Matthews
Songwriter
Michael Lawry
Michael Lawry
Songwriter
Anthony Nevison
Anthony Nevison
Writer
Bevan Sweeney
Bevan Sweeney
Writer
Fiona McDonald
Fiona McDonald
Songwriter
GRANT CARLISLE FELL
GRANT CARLISLE FELL
Songwriter

Lyrics

Sometimes days seem to move just like a big fat man Sometimes days seem to end up where they first began I've got my t.v tuned to channel you Because there's nothing else that i can do Maybe i should set my heart for cruise control You know there's something else But still you try to act suprised I can see your camera filming sweat above my eyes There's nothing left to save But, still you know that it was right To try to make the dream bigger than the night Maybe i've got alot of you inside my brain Maybe i'd better shave my memory again Then i'll smile and blow it all away And send you postcards from anaother day Maybe i should of set my heart for cruise control When panic over-rides my soul give me cruise control You check your watch again I try to hum a tune But i can see some one else's shadow in the room Sometimes love gets itchy It needs to go to far I think our love just left in some one else's car Sometimes days seem to move just like a big fat man Sometimes days seem to end up where they first began And then it looks like i drove you away I'lll tell myself you didn't want to stay Maybe i should have set my heart for cruise control When panic over-rides my soul
Writer(s): Fiona Maude Mcdonald, Michael David Lawry, Grant Carlisle Fell, Bevan Patrick Sweeney, Anthony John Nevison, Chris Matthews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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