Major Parkinson Bazooka Mirror Lyrics

Night time is catching up
Like a broken buttercup
In my ethical assisted violence
Days are running out of order
Why won't you talk to me?
Yesterday you talked so sweet
Over thirty little cups of cappuccino
And a toast when we said goodbye

Talk to me!
I miss the sense of isolation, every day of the week
What are you doing in my room?
Talk to me!
Maybe we can have a conversation
Like we did on TV when there was nothing else to see
Tell me, are you having fun Even though what's said is done
When the camera was rolling backwards
And the video director slept
Look what they've done to me
I'm looking like a broken Christmas tree
In the radio transistor silence
Where the lights are playing out of tune

Talk to me!
I miss the sense of isolation, every day of the week
What are you doing in my room?
Talk to me!
Maybe we can have a conversation
Like we did on TV when there was nothing else to see