Letra de Hang On To Your Iq - Placebo

Chinese masseuse, comes between us
talks in haikus, plastic venus.
Got a headrush, in her pocket
two rubbers two lubes, and a silver rocket
Hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
I�m lonely
Every morning, my eyes will open wide
I gotta get high, before I go outside.
Roll another, for breakfast
burning clouds around, and in my solar plexus.
Hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
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hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
I�m lonely
Legs eleven, makes me stay up late
two fat ladies on my back, and now it�s 88.
I�m a fool, whose tool is small
it�s so miniscule, it�s no tool at all.
hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
hang on, hang on
I�m lonely
Oh.