[t= tricky n=neneh]
[Begins with Tricky speaking in the background to someone in the
studio.]
(i shoulda been a woman. i don't understand why i'm a man)
t+n:
had you in me (x4)
in me (x2)
sick of what i feel, sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
im getting sick of what i feel, sick of being real
you better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up
n:
soap on my body's gonna make me clean,
giving birth makes me scream,
see my light (life?) pass before me as i drown in the shadow under my
bubble bath,
a forced laugh a forged autograph,
first my body,
now my corpse
i exercise daily...love my sports
i need when i concieve,
i sow seed, i can see no remourse,
t+n (x2):
i had you in me
had you in me
you in me
in me
me
sick of what i feel
sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
im getiing sick of what i feel
sick of being real
you better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up
t:
im liquid
n:
serving speed, self deceit,
i teased you now youre tame,
put treacle on your tummy to keep you sticky when i steal,
i take from you i hate for you
you fools who feel free (?)
you look like a little somebody looking for something
t:
and i'm still myself (to fade)
