Silverchair - The Man That Knew Too Much Lyrics

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There was a man that knew too much 
With a panic attic mind but a chance to numb 
His golden touch to ignore the will of time 
Had me struck down open to the fact 
I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back 

Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away 
There’s nothing left to say it’s changing every day 
The way I’m thinking in different shades of grey 
It’s not enough to say that this is my love 

He had the anti midas touch 
Temporary state of mind 
But a chance to die enhances growth 
Now I’m trembling all the time 
Stumble round making faces on the scene 
Scene what what 
Stumble round make your faces on your own 

Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away 
There’s nothing left to say it’s changing every day 
The way I’m thinking in different shades of grey 
It’s not enough to say that this is my love 

I’m not your mocking bird 
That sings your cellar song 
She got a paper run 
You’re compensated 

Can we all gather round on the scene 
Can we all move around on our own 
Are ya a mover shaker all alone 

Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away 
There’s nothing left to say it’s changing every day 
The way I’m thinking in different shades of grey 
It’s not enough to say 
Time is not a moment we’re letting slip away 
There’s nothing left to say but this is my love 

I’m not your mocking bird 
That sings your cellar song 
She got a paper run to write your letters wrong

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