Album by Hot Chip
Number of Lyrics in Album : 13
By Hot Chip, Bendable, poseable Bendable, poseable Bendable, poseable Bendable, poseable There are holes in what we
By Hot Chip, Here comes the evil man Pray for their lives, you'll end Smashing
By Hot Chip, My only weapon was my pen But I traded it for
By Hot Chip, In the privacy of our love There is nothing outside our
By Hot Chip, Since we fell apart I've been nothing but blue Longing for
By Hot Chip, What is it, I don't remember Made my being so much
By Hot Chip, It's on every street, it's funky, cheap Sometimes you find you're
By Hot Chip, Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it,
By Hot Chip, I'm ready to try this The centre's a sea pit I could
By Hot Chip, When you said, "It's a touch too much", I knew,
By Hot Chip, This town's been raining for too long For me to find
By Hot Chip, Whistle for Will, dear Nelson and Blake knew Him and Taylor, dear
By Hot Chip, It's me versus you alone It's me versus you alone It's me