Il testo della Little shocks

I don't want much
I'm happy with what i've got
On the second floor
Passed a ruffian on the stair
What the driver saw
Through the letter box of number four
I don't laugh much
It will be deafening when i do

And all these little shocks
Are deriding my imaginary dynamo
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't

Cleanse my heart
And everything will be explained
In the diaries
Especially the latter part
I'll be a somebody
Upon my hectic last day in hell
Give me ability
To knock the pen away from his hand

And all these little shocks
Are deriding my imaginary dynamo
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could have just a little bit more, just a little bit more of your time
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't

I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't

And all these little shocks
Are deriding my imaginary dynamo
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't
I wish i could have just a little bit more, just a little bit more of your time
I wish i could give you undivided attention every minute of the day but i can't