Lyrics Franz Ferdinand

Franz Ferdinand

Words So Leisured

She's an emotion avenger

She is the villain who sends a

Line of dark fantastic passion

She knows that you will surrender

Knows that you will surrender

You want this fantastic passion

We?ll have fantastic passion

You can feel her lips undress your eyes

Why should ugly skin that never feels

Never feel your fingers tingle tense anticipation on it

This one is an easy one, feel the word and melt upon it

Words of love, words so leisured

Words are poisoned darts of pleasure, die

Yes, she's in her black mood tonight

Watch her dye your black hair white

Rob you of your muscles, slacken

All the skin that was so tight

So ask for a reason, ask for any reason

Ask for the one reply for the one reply

Try for reason but passion never lives

It dies with reason, try for reason then die