Текст Siouxsie And The Banshees – Hybrid

It’s a hybrid of me — I’m a hybrid of he
You’re a misfit of me — I’m a misfit of you… in limbo

Carbon copies run blue — a reminder for you
But they’re only skin deep crumpled shells in a heap

Surrogate heads of a no-no domain
Shoulders form rows to make waves again
Catch the next plane
When you walked through the door marked «enter if you dare»
Reasoned with a friend marked «do not bend»
Bit on that finger marked «handle with care»

A tear soiled your cheek — a broken finger on the floor
A mess in sawdust — a shop window burst… no repairs

It’s a hybrid of me — I’m a hybrid of he
You’re a misfit for me — I’m a misfit for you
In limbo… do you speak the lingo?