Leif Erikson Lyrics - Turn On The Bright Lights - Interpol

She says it helps with the lights out 

Her rabid glow is like Braille to the night 

She swears I'm a slave to the details 

But if your life is such a big fucking joke, why should I care? 

The clock is set for nine 

But you know you're gonna make it eight 

That you two can take some time 

Teach each other to reciprocate 

She feels that my sentimental side should be held with kid's gloves 

But she doesn't know that I left my urge in the icebox 

She swears I'm just prey for the female 

Well, then me up and throw me, babycakes, 'cause I like to get hooked 

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The clock is set for nine 

But you know you're gonna make it eight 

All the people that you've loved 

They're all bound to leave some keepsakes 

I've been swinging all the time 

Think it's time I learned your way 

Picture you and me together in the jungle 

It will be okay 

I'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night 

That is, supposing that you don't sleep tonight 

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It's like learning a new language 

Helps me catch up on my mime 

If you don't bring up those lonely parts 

This could be a good time 

It's like learning a new language 

You come here to me 

We'll collect those lonely parts and set them down 

You come here to me 

She says brief things 

Her love's a phony 

My love's subliminal