Things Are Often... Songtext
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Things Are Often... Songtext
You never can tell
You never know what is going to happen
Oh, it could happen to you
As it happened to me
As it happened to many, many people
One person I know once told me something very important
He told me, "Things are often more superficial than they seem."
It could happen to you
It happened to me
There was buried in my anti-pop mechanisms
A game of poker if you like
Yeah, elastic, plastic, solid, liquid
Well, what is it? Liquid sand?
Physical, chemical
Things are often more superficial than they seem
But sometimes not
April is the cruelest month
March is pretty cruel too
Where were we?
April, yeah
What a cruel, cruel, cruel month
It could happen to you
It could happen to him
It could happen to anyone
Animal, mineral, vegetable
Spring, summer
Some are just waiting, watching
Like a game of poker
Things are often more superficial than they seem
But sometimes not
You pays your money, you takes your choice
It′s a game of chance
A game of choice
You pays your money, you takes your choice
That was the icing on the cake
April is the cruelest month
May is gonna be crueler too
Get over, step over, jump over
But remember
Things are often more superficial than they seem
How superficial do they have to be?
It could happen to you
It could happen to me
You never know what is going to happen
Oh, it could happen to you
As it happened to me
As it happened to many, many people
One person I know once told me something very important
He told me, "Things are often more superficial than they seem."
It could happen to you
It happened to me
There was buried in my anti-pop mechanisms
A game of poker if you like
Yeah, elastic, plastic, solid, liquid
Well, what is it? Liquid sand?
Physical, chemical
Things are often more superficial than they seem
But sometimes not
April is the cruelest month
March is pretty cruel too
Where were we?
April, yeah
What a cruel, cruel, cruel month
It could happen to you
It could happen to him
It could happen to anyone
Animal, mineral, vegetable
Spring, summer
Some are just waiting, watching
Like a game of poker
Things are often more superficial than they seem
But sometimes not
You pays your money, you takes your choice
It′s a game of chance
A game of choice
You pays your money, you takes your choice
That was the icing on the cake
April is the cruelest month
May is gonna be crueler too
Get over, step over, jump over
But remember
Things are often more superficial than they seem
How superficial do they have to be?
It could happen to you
It could happen to me
Writer(s): Gabriel Scotti, Vincent Haenni, Jean Philippe Mercier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

