| Lyrics: | Magic, logic
The system works, but not for me
Look beyond the nearest moment
And you'll
see
The shape of things to come
Somewhere deep in the city
I can feel you I know
you're here
Baby, I'm just a pussy-cat
But not a one that you should fear
One, two,
always love you
One, two, move up above you
Two, two, right in the face
Yes sir, no sir,
three bags full so
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Let me
get you outta here
Tragic, logic
The system hurts, but not for me
I look beyond the
farest moment
And I say
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to
come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to
come
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come
Somewhere deep in the
system
I can see you but you're not clear
A simple case of error correction
Come on
baby, get your ass in gear
One, two, always love you
One, two, move up above
you
Two, two, right in the face
Of sir, no sir, three bags full so
The shape of
things to come
Let me get your outta here
The shape of things to come
Look into my eyes
and I'll make your day
The shape of things to come
Good things, great things, all just same
things
The shape of things to come
The shape of things to come |
