Siberia's Wild Things Lyrics

Mad Eyed Screamer

Platform ranting in the trees
Disturbed voices on the breeze
Huddled ‘round the mad eyed screamer
A pointed finger – the tin can schemer
Mad eyed screamer – mad eyed screamer
Mad eyed screamer – mad eyed screamer
A pointed finger – the tin can schemer
Mad eyes screamer – the corner speaker
Could be a preacher – could be a teacher
You want the world to meet your maker
Now the lecher transforms the traitor
With a petrol flaring eye
Come and see the corner speaker
Come and hear his suit drip dry
The passers-by have one obsession
To hear his ravings to the sky
Mad eyed screamer on your knees
Mad eyed screamer you are not pleased
With the chatter in the trees
Your balls are freezing in the breeze

So Unreal

What can I do?
I know they’ve gotten to you
When you say that your whites
Have an aerial blue
What’s happened to you
Since I last saw you
I thought I knew your name
But it’s not you
But it’s not you
You’re talking in a balloon
In this tiny room
Sounding like a commercial
For cereal
I wish you could feel
The way that I feel
I wish you could feel
But you’re so unreal
You’re so unreal
What can I say?
What can I say?
All the traits you had
Have all gone away
Get up and wash
At the right time of day
And greet the world
With the right things to say
What can I say?
What can I say?
You’re so ideal
You’ve never down on heel
You’re so ideal
But you’re so unreal
I wish you could feel
The way that I feel
I wish you could feel
But you’re so unreal
You’re so unreal

But Not Them

She hates the man and he hates the man
Because something strong inside
Has been denied them
But not him – Oh not him
He hates the girl and she hates the girl
Because something weak implied
They fought to push them aside them
But not her – Oh not her
The girl isn’t alive but the man is dead
Because it’s all been said before
The girl isn’t alive but the man is dead
Because you only have your mentor
To draw from, you whore
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
She hates the man and he hates the man
Because something strong inside
Has been denied them
But not him – Oh not him
He hates the girl and she hates the girl
Because something weak implied
They fought to push them aside them
But not her – Oh not her
The girl isn’t alive but the man is dead
Because it’s all been said before
The girl isn’t alive but the man is dead
Because you only have your mentor
To draw from
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
Dead lumps of meat melt in this heat
But not them – Oh not them

Wild Thing

Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Wild thing
I think I love you
But I want to know for sure
Come on
Hold me tight
I love you
Oh wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Wild thing
I think I hate you
But I want to know for sure
So come on
Hit me hard
Oh I hate you
Wild thing
I think you move me
But I want to know for sure
Come on
Hold me tight
You move me
Wild thing
You make my heart sing
You make everything groovy
Shake it shake it
Wild thing
You move me

Thumb

Wandering through the narrow thoroughfare
The motorway is standing on its own
I see me walking there...
One for the road
One for the road
My thumbs have dropped me on the road
The headlights find my load
Following signs
And always taking time
Following signs
These thumbs have light on their own
One more for the road
Just one more for the road
Digital fun in the sun
Follow my thumb
Follow my thumb
These thumbs are my guns
See them dance when I’m blue
This beacon is my fare
Anytime, anywhere
Take a ride by a side in the day or the night
Travelling through
Some old, some new
Just one more for the road
Just another one for the road
Jump inside little girl
Take a ride by my side
There’s no end to this ride
With this stranger tonight
There was just one more for the road
Just another one for the road
Digital fun in the sun
Follow my thumb
Follow my thumb

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