Текст Elvis Costello – Chemistry Class

She throws back her hair
hands
and she shows you her mouth
The breath that I waste trying to ruin your life

Chorus:
You’ve got a chemistry class I want a piece of your mind
You don’t know what you started when you mixed it up with mine
Are you ready for the final solution? Oh. Oh.

They
chopped you up in butcher’s school
Threw you out of the academy of garbage
You’ll be a joker all your life
A student at the comedy college
People pleasing people pleasing people like you
You’ve been around so long but you still don’t know what to do

Chorus

Sparks are flying from electrical pylons
Snakes and ladders running up and down her nylons
Ready to experiment, you’re ready to be burned
If it wasn’t for some accidents then some would never ever learn

Chorus