It's your self-importance that appeals to me
Everything about you is OMG
You're just so random
You make me awful happy
I've got a feel good feeling about you
Everyone can see
I'm a modern day peeping Tom
If I can't see you, what I'm seeing's wrong
Don't ever go offline me honey, just sit and stay
I couldn't live my life with your status showing as 'away'
I have to know everything you say
I sit and stare at you all day
An insignificant occasion... commemerated
I keep on checking back, 'cos I gotta keep myself updated
I log in to all my social networking sites
If it takes me all day, I'll work deep into the night
Just don't troll me, you can be honest with I
Tell me who you're thinking of and tell me no lie
If I could just reach into the screen and pull you out
I'd be like a rat up a drainpipe let there be no doubt
I'm a modern day peeping Tom
If I can't see you, what I'm seeing's wrong
Though you live out on the information highway...
I can't just make these feelings sod off and go the fuck away
Keep my number in your phone
'Cos if you're connection drops I want to know that you're OK
I've received notification of your status change
A picture with an unfamiliar man, he's rather strange
I have to tell you - you've really cheesed me off
There's only one thing for it - beef stroganof
I'm a modern day peeping Tom
If I can't see you, what I'm seeing's wrong
Don't ever go offline me honey, just sit and stay
I couldn't live my life with your status showing as 'away'
I have to know everything you say
I sit and stare at you...
I'm a modern day peeping Tom
If I can't see you, what I'm seeing's wrong
Though you live out on the information highway
I can't just make these feelings sod off and go the fuck away
Keep my number in your phone
'Cos if you're connection drops I want to know that you're OK
Modern day, modern day...
Release notes:
All words & music by Tico Jnr.
Bashful Tico tells:
In a moment of weakness I was seeking approval and validation from Bri. He was enjoying a lot of solo success with his broken biscuit stall, and I'd only just decided to work on a solo album, which ended up becoming the great Lazy. Sexy. Cool. I decided to write a jangley song, and as it grew arms, legs and vaginas, the word count grew and grew. With tongue twisters and lack of breathing opportunities, I knew this ditty should be sung by Bri. So the donation was made and here we are. I prefer my vocal take, but you do what you can to help the needy. Classy.
Bri Jnr.:
Too busy breaking biscuits.
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