The Fast One
by Tindersticks
From the album: Curtains
Duration: 1:52
Lyrics for The Fast One
Some kind of junk machine I've been punted out outside me Don't know what I'm thinking Or what I've left behind You see, I don't remember when Something plain and good brought me back here again Stumbling 'round the house at night I couldn't give her a call Falling off the curbstone On the way to her door But this squamella It's the biggest kick I ever got Now it's squamella Nothing else hits the spot Everybody's a puppet And everybody's a wreck And everybody's got pictures That they can't forget But this squamella It hangs here in my mind It's an ugly thing I can't leave behind