Bjork
Текст песни Nail

Walk through here
When I???ve been just by myself
I start thinking too much
Unhealthy things start to happen

Like gastric disorders
I just go out walking
With my favourite piece of wood
With a 4 inch nail driven through it

When I am just by myself
I think too much
I start polishing my behaviour
Without any mercy

Somehow people
Don???t seem to like me
I don???t know why
I really don???t want to hurt them

When I???ve been just by myself
I start thinking too much
I know I???m not talkative
What! I???ve become dry?

An emotional biscuit
That???s nonsense!
Sir, this nail of yours is rusty
It???s evil

I like them but when I hit them
They scream and run away
Even though I say I???m sorry
I like meeting people