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BLONDIE - Screaming Skin
Album: No exit (1999)
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Following my lust for wander everywhere I've ever been.
I can't escape the sound of it the sound of my screaming skin.
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide
[Verse 2]
Following my trust in wonder I watch the circus begin.
I can't ignore the scent of it the scent of my screaming skin.
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide
[Bridge]
La la la la la la laaa! Laa!
La la la la la la laaa!
[Interlude]
I'm a multicellular individual.
You're way out of proportion!
We've got the hemodynamic connection.
Don't call me germ!
[Verse 3]
Allowing for my strength to muster my losses begin to win.
Tropical winds start to bluster raising the fur on my skin.
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My spirit flies
But I still owe some dread on this hide
[Instrumental]
[Interlude]
I'm a multicellular individual.
You're way out of proportion!
We've got the hemodynamic connection.
Don't call me germ!
[Instrumental]
[Break]
[Solo]
[Verse 4]
Swallowing my pride no longer I take the forbidden sun.
If I have been sculpted by hunger I'm not the only one.
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My blood sighs
I still owe some dread on this hide
[Bridge]
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa! Laa-laa...
La-la-la...
[Interlude]
I'm a multicellular individual
You're way out of proportion! Ha-ha!
We've got the hemodynamic connection
Don't call me germ!
[Solo]
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My spirit flies
What it does still owe some dread on this hide
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide
[Refrain]
My skin cries
My blood sighs
And I still owe some dread on this hide
[Outro]
My skin cries
My spirit flies
And I still owe some dread on this hide
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