Cannonball Statman - Days in Paper lyrics

She lays out the pages on the table She lays out the pages of the script The pages are all out of order Order out of the pages the script of You turned me over Pushed my face into the branches You tried to take me over Now you expect me to follow you Hell no Garçons guillotine dessinent pays pas Garçons guillotine dessinent pays pas Now I feel like the Brooklyn Bridge I feel like a sewer rat I feel like a poison man Now I feel like the Brooklyn Bridge I feel like a rat on the train tracks I feel like a poison man You turned me over Pushed my face into the branches You tried to take me over Now you expect me to follow you Hell no Garçons guillotine dessinent pays pas Garçons guillotine dessinent pays pas He remembers how her eyes used to dance around on the floor Those eyes don't dance around much anymore On the train tracks He remembers how her eyes used to dance around on the floor Those eyes don't dance around much anymore On the train tracks You turned me over Pushed my face into the branches You tried to take me over Now you expect me to follow you Hell no Garçons guillotine dessinent pays pas Garçons guillotine dessinent pays pas Dessines pays pas Dessines pays pas