Fainting By Numbers Lyrics
| Song | Fainting By Numbers |
| Artist | Skyclad |
| Album | The Answer Machine? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Walkyier | |
| Number One - the only number | |
| I can really trust, | |
| Dual faceted - these people that | |
| I talk to when | |
| I must. In triplicate my body hangs - left drying in the sun, | |
| Four horses at the starting gate - their riders waiting on my gun. | |
| Misused just like the pentagram - distrusted as the | |
| Pentagon, | |
| Six sided is this box | |
| I've made - you'll dance on it when | |
| I am gone. | |
| Seven times | |
| I've wondered whether | |
| Heaven's truly waiting there, | |
| I smoke another eight ball to convince myself | |
| I couldn't care. | |
| The bulb's blown in the neon nine that once shone from my cloud, | |
| Down the street at | |
| Number Ten they're talking long and loud. | |
| Life's a game of two halves - | |
| I'm not on the team of winners, | |
| Each time | |
| I set the table - seems that | |
| Judas comes to dinner. | |
| Thirteen black cats cross my path - ignoring all the others, | |
| There is no bride waiting for me - | |
| I'm not one of seven brothers. | |
| Fate serves an ace (fifteen-love) - | |
| I'm set to take a bruising, 'cause at sixteen | |
| I graduated from the school of losing. [Chorus] | |
| Count me out, | |
| Why don't you count me out? | |
| Said you can count me out, | |
| Go find another easy number. | |
| First catch me in your internet - unload me down your modem, | |
| Then brand me with a barcode, 'cause the fax of life you know them. | |
| Count me out! | |
| Oh what fun at twenty one - you stole the key to my front door, | |
| You don't need me - you won't feed me (I'm not even sixty-four). | |
| Fifty two - how it suits you to fool me with your magic tricks, | |
| What's this birthmark on my head? - | |
| Bet it's the number six, six, six. [Chorus] | |
| Count me out, | |
| Why don't you count me out? | |
| Said you can count me out, | |
| Go find another easy number. |
| zuo ci : Walkyier | |
| Number One the only number | |
| I can really trust, | |
| Dual faceted these people that | |
| I talk to when | |
| I must. In triplicate my body hangs left drying in the sun, | |
| Four horses at the starting gate their riders waiting on my gun. | |
| Misused just like the pentagram distrusted as the | |
| Pentagon, | |
| Six sided is this box | |
| I' ve made you' ll dance on it when | |
| I am gone. | |
| Seven times | |
| I' ve wondered whether | |
| Heaven' s truly waiting there, | |
| I smoke another eight ball to convince myself | |
| I couldn' t care. | |
| The bulb' s blown in the neon nine that once shone from my cloud, | |
| Down the street at | |
| Number Ten they' re talking long and loud. | |
| Life' s a game of two halves | |
| I' m not on the team of winners, | |
| Each time | |
| I set the table seems that | |
| Judas comes to dinner. | |
| Thirteen black cats cross my path ignoring all the others, | |
| There is no bride waiting for me | |
| I' m not one of seven brothers. | |
| Fate serves an ace fifteenlove | |
| I' m set to take a bruising, ' cause at sixteen | |
| I graduated from the school of losing. Chorus | |
| Count me out, | |
| Why don' t you count me out? | |
| Said you can count me out, | |
| Go find another easy number. | |
| First catch me in your internet unload me down your modem, | |
| Then brand me with a barcode, ' cause the fax of life you know them. | |
| Count me out! | |
| Oh what fun at twenty one you stole the key to my front door, | |
| You don' t need me you won' t feed me I' m not even sixtyfour. | |
| Fifty two how it suits you to fool me with your magic tricks, | |
| What' s this birthmark on my head? | |
| Bet it' s the number six, six, six. Chorus | |
| Count me out, | |
| Why don' t you count me out? | |
| Said you can count me out, | |
| Go find another easy number. |
| zuò cí : Walkyier | |
| Number One the only number | |
| I can really trust, | |
| Dual faceted these people that | |
| I talk to when | |
| I must. In triplicate my body hangs left drying in the sun, | |
| Four horses at the starting gate their riders waiting on my gun. | |
| Misused just like the pentagram distrusted as the | |
| Pentagon, | |
| Six sided is this box | |
| I' ve made you' ll dance on it when | |
| I am gone. | |
| Seven times | |
| I' ve wondered whether | |
| Heaven' s truly waiting there, | |
| I smoke another eight ball to convince myself | |
| I couldn' t care. | |
| The bulb' s blown in the neon nine that once shone from my cloud, | |
| Down the street at | |
| Number Ten they' re talking long and loud. | |
| Life' s a game of two halves | |
| I' m not on the team of winners, | |
| Each time | |
| I set the table seems that | |
| Judas comes to dinner. | |
| Thirteen black cats cross my path ignoring all the others, | |
| There is no bride waiting for me | |
| I' m not one of seven brothers. | |
| Fate serves an ace fifteenlove | |
| I' m set to take a bruising, ' cause at sixteen | |
| I graduated from the school of losing. Chorus | |
| Count me out, | |
| Why don' t you count me out? | |
| Said you can count me out, | |
| Go find another easy number. | |
| First catch me in your internet unload me down your modem, | |
| Then brand me with a barcode, ' cause the fax of life you know them. | |
| Count me out! | |
| Oh what fun at twenty one you stole the key to my front door, | |
| You don' t need me you won' t feed me I' m not even sixtyfour. | |
| Fifty two how it suits you to fool me with your magic tricks, | |
| What' s this birthmark on my head? | |
| Bet it' s the number six, six, six. Chorus | |
| Count me out, | |
| Why don' t you count me out? | |
| Said you can count me out, | |
| Go find another easy number. |
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