Текст песни Deadbeat

Deadbeat and so airsick,
Without moving out of my faultless apartment.

Desiring to jump on the wagon,
Like those big smiles with legs that I hate.

Since ivory affairs
We started to shiver.6pm - Deadbeat - http://ru.motolyrics.com/6pm/deadbeat-lyrics.html
I wonder whose intelligence is artificial,

While I go over my crashes.

If only this could be the chance
To find the hand that fits with mine.
Mechanical creations made
To find the hand that fits with mine.