Over My Head Lyrics

Am I out of my depth?
Uninterrupted multiplicity, this is where you lose me
Come again, if you please?
Aluminium lunar luminous is taking over us
Am I missing the point?
This reeling speel, forgive me if I'm wrong
But are you making this up as you go along?
And it bores me to tears
Get a handle on the dialogue
It's a one man show
It's a monologue

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I can't figure it out
This cascading fountain of nothingness, you're a mess
I simply cannot believe
You met a mighty metamorphous, that's ridiculous
I am somewhat confused
Selected, collected from the gene pool
They can keep you youthful?
Well, excusez-moi, Monsieur Cosmique, je suis protoplasmique,
qu'est-ce que c'est?

How can I spell it out for you
I am no ordinary fool
And even though there's nothing left to say
You go ahead and say it anyway

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
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I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

I could be slow I don't know
You just went over my head
I don't understand a word you just said

[Studio discussion]
".. if you want to .. this fuckin' whole thing.
... We got everything, just a .. And that's right before
.."
".., what's that?"
"And, and call it- You've caught a little bit of .., that's
all.
... Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Last .. today?"
"Right."

[Samples of Roisin Murphy]
Tuesday. three. oh. eight. p. m.