He spoke a script
dipped in the sort
and taught a major ?????

It's all a trick,
the slicks back slimey arms have got a water wage
He's got a laugh like a crackling wire
and he wants to put the bite marks on you,
he wants to put the bite marks on you

And you twist my guts
As the only thing that's worth having that as invitations
are his excuses and he said
I am the conductor, put me in the terror pocket

He's in a splint
master in a crafty squint ????? respectable.
Drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he couldn't press you would be unacceptable.

And he has searched through all the pages with his fingers
and covered them with goooooo!
And he wants to put the bite marks on you,
he wants to put them on you and it hurts my back!
thats the only thing that took ?? adoration
is the danger that it lies on its own
and the spill ??????????????????????
and it frightened me to death when he said
I am the conductor, put me in the terror pocket

Cos' ?????? to give me a ticket to a competition!
and i don't know how the odds are stacked
as he's rolling out the running track.


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    General Commentgreat song, I think the lyrics are more something like this maybe

    He spoke a script
    Dipped in the sort of talk to make you keep at bay
    It’s all a trick
    The slicked back slimy arms have got a war to wage

    He’s got a laugh like a crackling wire
    And he wants to put the bite marks on you
    He wants to put the bite marks on you
    And you twist my guts

    As the only thing as repelling as his invitations
    Of a dusky serf
    And he said “I am the conductor
    Put me in a terror pocket”

    He never slipped
    Master in a craft he swept through respectable
    Drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he could impress you with the unacceptable

    And he has turned through all the pages with his fingers
    And covered them with goo
    And he wants to put the bite marks on you
    He wants to put them on you and it hurts my back

    As the only thing that’s as heavy as the adoration
    Is the days of hanging out on the town
    And it’s been a long time around
    And he frightened me to death when he said
    “I am the conductor
    Put me in a terror pocket”

    Cause he’s trying to give me a ticket to a competition
    And I don’t know why the odds are stacked
    As he’s rolling out the running track
    cosmo108on January 14, 2008   Link
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    General Commenti agree with the lyrics above me ^ :-)
    ,tAn-xon January 17, 2008   Link
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    General CommentGod!! Why are there only 2 comments here??? This song is IT! It's amazing!!! I AM THE CONDUCTOR, PUT ME IN A TERROR POCKET!

    I love this song... it's so addictive.

    Now, I have no idea what it's about hahaha it's too confusing. But lovely song! :)
    *Gabby*on April 10, 2008   Link
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    General CommentOi! This song is a favourite worst nightmare to figure out. Any input? I've listened far too many times than it is sane to do so and I am still at a loss for this song's particularities. This is at least sorted out better than it was previously. Alex changes the lyrics too, making it impossible to pin down one way.

    He spoke a script
    Dipped in the sort of talk to make you keep the gaze
    It’s all a trick
    The slicked back slimy arms have got a war to wage

    He’s got a laugh like a crackling wire
    And he wants to put the bite marks on you
    He wants to put the bite marks on you
    And you twist my guts

    As the only thing that’s repelling as his invitations
    Are his excuses
    And he said I am the conductor,
    Put me in a terror pocket

    He did a stint
    Master in a craft
    He squint through his spectacle
    He’d drop a dirty hint if he thinks that he could (can) impress you with the unacceptable

    And he has turned through all the pages with his fingers
    And covered them with goo
    And he wants to put the bite marks on you
    He wants to put them on you and it hurts my back

    As (Because) the only thing that’s as heavy as the adoration
    Is the days of hanging out on his arm
    And he spilled with all this sounding alarm
    And he frightened me to death when he said
    I am the conductor,
    Put me in a (the) terror pocket

    Cause he’s trying to give me a ticket to a competition
    And I don’t know why (how) the odds are stacked
    As he’s rolling out the running track
    lockergron June 27, 2010   Link

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