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Songtexte: Swingin' Utters. Here, Under Protest. Effortless Amnesiac.


She?s an effortless amnesiac
She don?t listen to what she?s told
Is it all an act, is she playing you?
You can?t really say, you don?t know

She?s always on her own
Alone but never home
What?s going on, what?s wrong?
She never hears you call
Like a deaf, blind devil doll
She?s laughing as you fall

Injected with ambivalence
It must be such a bore
All the apathy?s so frivolous
Why not show yourself the door?

She?s always on her own
Alone but never home
What?s going on, what?s wrong?
She never hears you call
Like a deaf, blind devil doll
She?s laughing as you fall

And if it?s not a girl, it?s something else
Is it even real at all?
Is your mind playing those games again?
Are those tricks making you old?

Is she always on her own?
Alone but never home?
What?s going on, what?s wrong?
Does she ever hear you call
Is she a deaf, blind devil doll?
Is she laughing as you fall?

You dream of days you miss
An endless teenage kiss
Effortless experience
And now it?s come to this
You dream of days you missed
And they all just turn to kitsch
It?s just experience
That turned you into this