Poetic Machine Gun Songtext
von Buzzcocks

Well, I′m asking you why you won't even try
To light my poetic machine gun
Shoots to the sky to make you high
My poetic machine gun
Oh, my poetic machine gun

She doesn′t like my words
My poetic machine gun
Thinks it's so absurd

In and out again, I was hungry with
My poetic machine gun

Bullets fly on a magic high
My poetic machine gun
Oh, my poetic machine gun
She doesn't like my words
My poetic machine gun
Thinks it′s so absurd


And then when we meet
With the world at your feet
As you wonder what you came here for
Pain′s about to burst
On your long-time curse
As you wonder what you came here for

And then when we meet
With the world at your feet
As you wonder what you came here for
Pain's about to burst
On your long-time curse
As you wonder what you came here for

Well, I′m asking you why you won't even try
To light my poetic machine gun
Shoots to the sky to make you high
My poetic machine gun

Oh, my poetic machine gun
My poetic machine gun
Yeah, my poetic machine gun
Oh, my poetic machine gun
My poetic machine gun
Yeah, my poetic machine gun
Oh, my poetic machine gun