POCKET DIAL

We got a bad connection

Hold on

Because you're blowing the lines

I made a bad impression

Hang up

'Cause I can't believe that you're mine

Too long

You wanna stand out, but in doubt

So ya play ya hand on the weekend

But your touch is so cold

It never really mattered to me

Bad, bad

Another man down, turn around

Then you slip in bed when I'm sleeping

But your walk's so cold

I pretend that you're a mystery

Bad, bad

Only girl in my heart

I remember when we first started

How quickly we dearly depart

Now I'm dancing alone in the dark

We got a bad connection

Hold on

Because you're blowing the lines

It's always bad directions

Hang up, too long

I let the phone ring, then I think

Kevin, what the hell are ya doin'?

For he who hasn't sinned

Cast the first stone if you can

Bad, bad

I do my own thing, bad boy

Plus, I'm the son of a preacher

We got a bad connection

In her reflection God was never a man

Bad, bad

Only girl in my heart

Do you remember the day that we started?

How quickly we dearly depart

Now I'm dancing alone in the dark

We got a bad connection

Hold on

Somebody gimme a sign

It's always bad directions

Hang up, too long

Beautiful animal, randomly mechanical

Pulls up to the party in a diamond crusted camisole

No one knows, feeding like a single cell protozoa

I am but a ripple in her ocean, throne overboard

Overlord, duck down the alley past Dovercourt

The Big Bang was just really God's pocket dial

416, 647 to the 905

She's no man-eater 'cause I'm so alive

We got a bad connection

Hold on

Somebody gimme a sign

It's always bad directions

Hang up

When the blind lead the blind

Bad connection

Hold on

Blowing the line

Bad connection

Hang up, too long