The Parlotones
Solar System
Take a ride through the solar system
Pick a star I hope it fits in your pocket
You know they love you but you just don't fit in
You're swinging punches, boxing shadows eye socket
You dance like Marilyn Monroe
But Juliet, where's your Romeo?

They're pushing you, pulling you, stretching you
They're somehow sucking the life out of you
You're begging them please to stop

If I could I would buy you one hundred thousand stars, put them all in your pocket
For those rainy days

You need bitter so the sweet taste sweeter, sweeter
Sweeter still because sweetness always follows
Those rainy days

He dances like Elvis Presley
But Juliet he's no Romeo
They're pushing you, pulling you, stretching you
They're somehow sucking the life out of you
You're begging them please to stop

They're mocking you, poking fun at you
They're laughing, but at you not with you
You're begging them please to stop, stop, stop, stop