Stuck Songtext
von …and the Native Hipsters

Stuck, stuck, stuck
My head through the railings of the park last night
Don′t believe in the fire brigade
So I stayed there all night

From here to there is further than the eye can see
'Cause it′s time, not space
And anyway it's dark and my field of vision is seriously restricted
Owing to being quite well held by the railings
Stuck by the railings

This is how people today are doing things
Cornball notions
Have I fainted yet?
Naturally I do not know the answer to this

When the people pick a doll, the people pick wrong
Looks and cuteness, very good clothes
This one's a beauty, that one′s a beauty
This one′s a beauty, that one's a beauty


When I see handsome Jack he gets the back of my neck
He′s a bright little doll many citizens think
Earning plenty of potatoes
I get sick and tired of the same
I want a big surprise

Who's that sitting in my lap?
Sit still, waiting for whatever it is you already think it is
I′m so sorry to hear that

Look out, look out
No it isn't, yes it is
No it isn′t, no it isn't
Yes it is, yes it is

Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck

Stuck my head through the railings of the park last night
Don't believe in the fire brigade
So I stayed there all night

From here to there is further than the eye can see
′Cause it′s time, not space
And anyway it's dark and my field of vision is seriously restricted
Owing to being quite well held by the railings

Stuck by the railings


Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck