Cortina
Hats off to the guy who thought of break times,
Yeah, tabs and coffee, diuretic ache times,
I look up from my plate, she's still staring at me,
Oh how much would I love just to drift out to sea,
Be away from those who may or may not love me,
Maybe.
In Grease 2 there's a girl they call Sinone,
Who'd gets things right if only she'd think slowly.
Yeah, but she is as real as the rest of my dreams,
That transmit through the night down the white moon beams,
But I can't figure out what the hell they all mean,
It's so mean.
I've been brainwashed in my sleep by madmen,
Who program stupid thoughts and make me have them.
And I let myself think that I had everything,
A flat, friends, job, a local pub, life and learning,
But when I came to, it all sank right back in to my head.