Текстове на песни: Thomas Dolby. Aliens Ate My Buick. My Brain Is Like a Sieve.

My brain is like a sieve


all the bad things you did to me,
sometimes it's easier to forget

you did to me.
my brain is like sieve


but it knows when it's being messed with

if you wanted you could come in,

so come in.




When you said you loved me

when you told me you cared
that you would be a part of me,

that you would always be there

did you really mean to hurt me?


no, I think you only meant to tease.
But it's hard to remember,

I lost my memory. See,



my brain is like a sieve

sometimes it's easier to forget


all the bad things you did to me,
you did to me.

my brain is like sieve


but it knows when it's being messed with


if you wanted you could come in,
so come in.



You ought to be ashamed of your behaviour

when you're treating me this way

as if I had deserved to be a place to vent your ire

some day I'm gonna douse that bonfire
we make a crucial team for a dying world



and style is a word I never even heard

in your vocabulary, victim of a murder mystery

...murder!


My brain is like a sieve

all the bad things you did to me,
sometimes it's easier to forget


you did to me.

my brain is like sieve

but it's a place where we both could live

if you wanted you could come in,

so come in.