C'mon Sense Songtext
von Maritime

You are a bicycle with a peloton
Still idling with your engine on
Ooh, soon it′ll be years
New baby shoes, old chromosomes
And old patios on brand new homes
Ooh, they've got small bones

Do I, you, need you, me?
Is there anything in the Easter sun?
Under your grey tongue
Family pictures hung

Come on, come on, use your common sense
Use your lazy ways
If the bell is back to sing
If it hurts you, breathe in


Soft animals, if their hearts pour out
Glass eyes everywhere like a wooden doll
Ooh, they′re small bones

Do I, you, need you, me?
Is there anything in the Easter sun?
Under your grey tongue
Family pictures hung

Come on, come on, use your common sense
Use your lazy ways
If the bell is back to sing
If it hurts you, breathe in

If your ice cream eyes see violent skies
If the stars turn crooked (If the stars turn crooked)
You should just stop looking (You should just stop looking)
You should just stop looking

Come on, come on, use your common sense
Use your lazy ways
If the bell is back to sing
If it hurts you, breathe in