F Word - The Verve Pipe
I've got to get arrested to keep you interested
I should have known
That I can't change the world by staring at it
My arms have little feeling from lifting to the ceiling
A recipe for stealing hearts
I have no power in healing
And I suppose the Jesus pose is tired
And superficial lame
I wrote a song
I'm moving on
I'm praying you can do the same
I'm changing my direction making a correction
Oh my god
I've dodged the unexpected bullets
Behind accolades and
Shake your head of leisure get your head
And body into seizure
And battle with whoever hides assault disguised as dancing
This rotting phase of hands that raise
Bumping heads that pass each other
It's a boring phase
So part the wave and drop the dead as driftwood surfer
Another song it all went wrong
The radio refused to play it
I'm not afraid to serenade
The f word saved and sucked the life from me
I've got to get arrested to keep you interested
