Letras
Well the communist in the upstairs apartment shows me his political agenda
I crush out a cigarette pour a glass of wine and yes i'll assume your gender
The sex pixie walks right past my door I guess she's on the way to The Swan
The public house on Market street located on the 491
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
Brad got mad the other night they say he really lost his shit
Someone left a Big Mac in the back of his car he had a mental episode fit
Now he sits on the promenade eating fish and chips watching the tide roll in
With 20 quid riding on a surefire winner on a horse called Original sin
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
Johnny Shuffle drinks alone and never talks about his life
Meanwhile in a shallow grave up in Cali woods lies the dismembered body of his wife
With no regrets he lights a cigarette and shuffles off down to the park
The sky is blue and the suns shining down but inside Johnny's head its dark so dark!
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
(Piano Solo)
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt
And she's incommunicado in an avocado coloured shirt