Текст песни: Ookla The Mok - Just Another Cliche
I`d look into your eyes but that`s a cliche
I`d offer you the world but that`s no fun
We could walk along the beach leaving our footprints in the sand
If only you`d stop saying that`s been done
If only you`d stop saying that`s been done
Just for once I`d like to write a little cliche
Or perhaps I`d steal a poem who`s to know
I`d compose a worthy lyric and perform the perfect song
But somehow all my influences show
But somehow all my influences show
CHORUS:
I`ve got so much to say and all of it`s cliche
So please don`t say you`ve heard this one before
I`d like so much to speak but my words are not unique
So kiss goodbye creative metaphor
Well I awoke alone at four in the morning
Feeling like a stranger in a stranger land
Baby babe love honey sugar girl now momma don`t you cry
We can make it if you`ll only take my hand
We can make it if you`ll only take my hand
CHORUS
I know this topic`s far less than original
But won`t you please give me the benefit of the doubt
For if it`s true that there is nothing that has not been said before
Then you already know what this song`s all about
You already know what this song`s all about
CHORUS
I think it`s time I wrote a song about my girlfriend
Where I can tell her that I love her and pretend to mean it
Or I can talk about my vision of the world`s end
Though I know you won`t believe me I swear I seen it
Or I can say your eyes are blue as the ocean
Even though they`re kind of brownish-green or hazel
Or I can offer you my infinite devotion
Parsley sage rosemary thyme basil
It`s just another cliche
I`ll try to make you think I have a big vocabulary
By using words I find in Roget`s New World Thesaurus
I`ll go to B. Dalton`s and buy a rhyming dictionary
And find neat words to use like crochet and brontosaurus
I`ll write great songs with words like potentate and oligarchy
And show the world my social conscience I really care now
My songs will top the charts my name will top the marquee
To the oppressed I`ll be an idol so don`t despair now
It`s just another cliche
I`ll write a song about my love for all God`s children
Reach out and touch somebody`s hand but please don`t touch me
These are the best days of our lives it won`t get better
If that`s the truth then that`s depressing I don`t feel like rhyming
I`ll write the songs I`ll write the albums I`ll write a remix
I`ll write and write until there`s nothing that`s left to write about
And I`ll use adverbs I`ll even use a prefix
I won`t stop writing until my ideas run out
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I`d look into your eyes but that`s a cliche
I`d offer you the world but that`s no fun
We could walk along the beach leaving our footprints in the sand
If only you`d stop saying that`s been done
If only you`d stop saying that`s been done
Just for once I`d like to write a little cliche
Or perhaps I`d steal a poem who`s to know
I`d compose a worthy lyric and perform the perfect song
But somehow all my influences show
But somehow all my influences show
CHORUS:
I`ve got so much to say and all of it`s cliche
So please don`t say you`ve heard this one before
I`d like so much to speak but my words are not unique
So kiss goodbye creative metaphor
Well I awoke alone at four in the morning
Feeling like a stranger in a stranger land
Baby babe love honey sugar girl now momma don`t you cry
We can make it if you`ll only take my hand
We can make it if you`ll only take my hand
CHORUS
I know this topic`s far less than original
But won`t you please give me the benefit of the doubt
For if it`s true that there is nothing that has not been said before
Then you already know what this song`s all about
You already know what this song`s all about
CHORUS
I think it`s time I wrote a song about my girlfriend
Where I can tell her that I love her and pretend to mean it
Or I can talk about my vision of the world`s end
Though I know you won`t believe me I swear I seen it
Or I can say your eyes are blue as the ocean
Even though they`re kind of brownish-green or hazel
Or I can offer you my infinite devotion
Parsley sage rosemary thyme basil
It`s just another cliche
I`ll try to make you think I have a big vocabulary
By using words I find in Roget`s New World Thesaurus
I`ll go to B. Dalton`s and buy a rhyming dictionary
And find neat words to use like crochet and brontosaurus
I`ll write great songs with words like potentate and oligarchy
And show the world my social conscience I really care now
My songs will top the charts my name will top the marquee
To the oppressed I`ll be an idol so don`t despair now
It`s just another cliche
I`ll write a song about my love for all God`s children
Reach out and touch somebody`s hand but please don`t touch me
These are the best days of our lives it won`t get better
If that`s the truth then that`s depressing I don`t feel like rhyming
I`ll write the songs I`ll write the albums I`ll write a remix
I`ll write and write until there`s nothing that`s left to write about
And I`ll use adverbs I`ll even use a prefix
I won`t stop writing until my ideas run out
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