Talking Heads Psycho Killer
Songwriters: Byrne, David; Weymouth, Tina; Frantz, Chris;
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
Psycho killer
Qu'est que c'est
Fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away
Oh, psycho killer
Qu'est que c'est
Fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away
Oh aey, aey, aey, aey, aey
You start a conversation you can't even finish it
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed
Say something once, why say it again?
Psycho killer
Qu'est que c'est
Fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away
Oh, psycho killer
Qu'est que c'est
Fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away
Oh aey, aey, aey, aey, aey
Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la
Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant mon espoir
Je me lance, vers la gloire, okay
Aey, aey, aey, aey, aey, aey, aey, aey
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they're not polite
Psycho killer
Qu'est que c'est
Fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away
Oh oh, psycho killer
Qu'est que c'est
Fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away
Oh aey, aey, aey, aey, aey, woo
Oh, oh, oh, oh
