MOG

Perfume and Valium
Or just a slap on your face

Stuck to this mattress
Could be a look in her eyes
So I'm under a mountain

They're either silly or wise
In need of flattery
Stuck to this mattress
Yea

(Stuck to this mattress)

Who knows the ending
Wo what a lovely contraction
If the truth need bending
Its a cold gray shame
Either so flows or stutters

Perfume and Valium

So that her light will shine
What makes a Sunday
Yea
Anger with concern
Different from Monday
Perfume and Valium
Stuck to this mattress
She changes batteries
Only to be by your side
So I'm under a mountain
Its a cold gray shame
Perfume and Valium
So I'm under a mountain

Lay down with number thirteen
A lie is a tool that you need
So I'm under a mountain
A puzzle in front of me
Lay down with number thirteen
(I'm under a mountain)

And I feel sour, I need a shower
But never to yearn
Stuck to this mattress
Circumstance has, left romance and
The words she utters