Episode Lyrics - Assembly - Theatre Of Tragedy

Moving sideways through the sold photo 

Slow figures flashing on tiptoe 

Crashing cars on a blue tableau 

Goes to show it wasn't everywhere 

No one steering, just an auto-move 

Round and round the streetlights in the groove 

Flying windscreens, dropping down below 

Aisles of bricks, crumbling with the smoke 

Here we go 

I think you suit me 

I know you suit me 

I'll make you happy 

I'll make you happy 

You specify me 

I know you suit me 

You can't deny me 

I'll make you happy 

Dissolving turnpikes in a placid light 

Intersections similarly white 

I never found the concrete slab 

Must have left it on the showroom tab 

Escalators moving side to side 

Round and round the footprints on the slide 

From a picture, the city turned and spoke 

There she was, the woman in the smoke 

Here we go 

I think you suit me 

I know you suit me 

I'll make you happy 

I'll make you happy 

You specify me 

I know you suit me 

You can't deny me 

I'll make you happy 

Must have left from the shouldering top 

I'll make you happy 

Escalators [Incomprehensible] 

Must have left my eyes on a moving train 

Tangled phone lines told me to revoke 

Turgid reasons, everything's mundane 

There she was, the woman in the smoke 

I guess you suit me 

I know you suit me 

Do you extend me? 

I know you suit me 

You maximize me 

I know you suit me 

You can't deny me 

I know you suit me 

I think you suit me 

I know you suit me 

I'll make you happy 

I'll make you happy