Crying Lightning

Various Artists -Crying Lightning （Complete version ）
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
You were practicing a magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick and mix
Said 'Youre mistaken if your thinking that
I havent been called coldbefore'
As you bit into your strawberry lace
And then offered me your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Is all you have left and it was going to waste
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying Lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on its way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never looked like yourself from the side
But your profile could not hide
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of reaction
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying Lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
Crying Lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
Crying Lightning
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying Lightning
Crying Lightning
Crying Lightning
Crying Lightning
Your pastimes consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying Lightning