Confusion!!!

Confusion!!! - Cycle

Written by：Cycle

A melancholy state of mind

Psychic irritation

A walk on caribbean shores

A little tantrication

Curvature of flesh oh oh

Exotic friendly faces

Surprised to find you feel at home

Come on come on and find a smile

Confusion

Confusion

Confusion

Confusion

Confusion

You kill my lice

You flash a bra

You lick it nice

You shootin' star

You lose your pants

You crush a man

You run it up

You're my favourite

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Confusion

You love my beard

You trick a spy

You melt a gun

You eat a fly

You find your pants

You understand

You run it up

You are my favourite

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Confusion

A melody a beat a groan

Free of limitation

The weight of all the things you own

So what

Fire on the beach at dawn

With dancer and her sisters

Clothes are off the water's warm

Come on come on and find a smile

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Confusion

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly on the right

Girl I gotta tell ya that you're on the telly

And you're on tonight

Oh yeah I wanna sell ya

Thatcher Ronny Roger Melly Roger Roger Melly