Texas Instruments from Crime Alive by RATIGAN

Oh you can't keep tabs on impression
Don't try to compute no you're too cute to compute no guessin'
Can't assess perception, measure intuition, or workout a turn on
Mess me up try to convert
Government income, take me to church
Oh don't talk too much, don't shy away from, whatever may come
Just gum up the works, and we'll gum up the works

You can't calculate a feeling, darling
Why don't you come a little closer to me

Make believe starts to repent
Two smiles on your knees and the focus turns into grace
My madness is more real to me then the repressive mores of an insane world

You can't calculate a feeling, darling
Why don't you come a little closer to me

Put me to work, put me to work
Survey your spirit, put me to work
Forecast emotion, put me to work
Reckon up devotion, put me to work
Measure intuition, put me to work
Figure in desire, put me to work
Ignite the choir, put me to work

You can't calculate a feeling, darling
Why don't you come a little closer to me

• Rock
• bedroom
• folk
• guitar pop
• hiphop
• rock and roll
• Providence