Spin Doctor Songtext
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Spin Doctor Songtext
Reality is getting under my skin
Spin doctor, can you ease the pain?
And just spin, spin, spin
I′m surrendering to the public opinion
Give me window‑dressing
And false securities
As my medication
Fiction is my remedy
Just swing, swing, swing
And spin me to your side
We'll need a lot of sugar‑coating
To swallow this bitter pill
We′ll need a lot of reassurance
Spin doctor, I'm ill
Oh, I just want an alternative
Spin doctor, the narrative needs a fix
A little touch of make‑believe
A little hint of comic relief — that's okay
Swindle me with convenient truths
Standing ovations, breaking news
Spin spin spin me, sugar me up
I′m ready
For cheap excuses and lousy lies
The camera′s ready — how about that smile?
Spin, spin, spin and swing me to your side
I just want an alternative
Spin doctor, the narrative needs a fix
A little touch of make‑believe
A little hint of comic relief
Oh, I just want an alternative
Spin doctor, the narrative needs a fix
A little touch of make‑believe
A little hint of comic relief
That's okay
That′s okay
Illness is the nightside of life
A more onerous citizenship
Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship
In the kingdom of the well
And in the kingdom of the sick
Although we all prefer to use only the good passport
Sooner or later
Each of us is obliged
At least for a spell
To identify ourselves as citizens
Of that other place
I think you've got the diagnosis wrong
Do you think I could have this problem?
Illness is the nightside of life
A more onerous citizenship
Agreed definitions are often elusive
I shall begin with some definitions
I shall then try to say why definitions are so elusive
I shall end with some observations
On science and religion
And the absence of elbow room
Spin doctor, can you ease the pain?
And just spin, spin, spin
I′m surrendering to the public opinion
Give me window‑dressing
And false securities
As my medication
Fiction is my remedy
Just swing, swing, swing
And spin me to your side
We'll need a lot of sugar‑coating
To swallow this bitter pill
We′ll need a lot of reassurance
Spin doctor, I'm ill
Oh, I just want an alternative
Spin doctor, the narrative needs a fix
A little touch of make‑believe
A little hint of comic relief — that's okay
Swindle me with convenient truths
Standing ovations, breaking news
Spin spin spin me, sugar me up
I′m ready
For cheap excuses and lousy lies
The camera′s ready — how about that smile?
Spin, spin, spin and swing me to your side
I just want an alternative
Spin doctor, the narrative needs a fix
A little touch of make‑believe
A little hint of comic relief
Oh, I just want an alternative
Spin doctor, the narrative needs a fix
A little touch of make‑believe
A little hint of comic relief
That's okay
That′s okay
Illness is the nightside of life
A more onerous citizenship
Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship
In the kingdom of the well
And in the kingdom of the sick
Although we all prefer to use only the good passport
Sooner or later
Each of us is obliged
At least for a spell
To identify ourselves as citizens
Of that other place
I think you've got the diagnosis wrong
Do you think I could have this problem?
Illness is the nightside of life
A more onerous citizenship
Agreed definitions are often elusive
I shall begin with some definitions
I shall then try to say why definitions are so elusive
I shall end with some observations
On science and religion
And the absence of elbow room
Writer(s): Jeroen De Gussem Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

