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Matisse - Gas Lyrics

Gas Song Lyrics
Gas by Matisse She hangs about her garden
She's chatting with the flies
Avidly reads the classics
She never ever sighs

A cigarette is always
Extension of her time
Gives her a new lease of life
To find the perfect rhyme

She now enters the bedroom
Unmakes the bed, lies down
Studies Sylvia Sexton
And tightens her night gown

There is a curse around her
She explains to her gas fire
That feminist production
Was not to take her higher
Mi mou milas gia agapi (do not talk to me about love)
(She hangs about her garden)
Mi mou milas (don not talk to me)
Petheni to oniro mas (our dream is dying)
(She never ever sighs)
Mi mou milas

Mi mou milas gia agapi
(San klene ta poulia) (as birds are crying)
Mi mou milas gia agapi
(Stin ermi akrogialia) (at the lonely coast)
Petheni to oniro mas
(Stin adia akrogialia) (at the empty coast)

Mi mou milas gia agapi
(San klene ta poulia)
Mi mou milas gia agapi
Stin ermi akrogialia)

The gas stove in the kitchen
Warms up her lettered past
Of fantasies
Of lovers
That rose and baked fast

Mi mou milas gia agapi
(Mi mou milas)