The Hips - Armchair Subversives Lyrics

Mind is a glove
World is a hand
Said it with love
When I said it in the band

You make your mark by what you cover
And from that mark I can discover
If you want to move you move
If you want to talk
You better find someone who cares
Yeah
Armchair subversives

I'm not talking about breathing
I'm just talking about the air
I'm not trying to be short with you
I'm just trying to be spare

And if you want to talk about it
You better find someone who cares
Yeah
Armchair subversives

With your pinpoint pupils
Uncaring tin gaze
I put you out to pasture
When I put you out to rave

Mind is a glove
World is a hand
Said it with love when I said it in the band

This came in a letter from a dead man's hand
Covered in stamps from a dead man's land
I never got one I never will
I don't hang out with the ill
Just with people who take pills
Just with people who take pills

And if you want to talk about it
You better find someone who cares
Yeah
Armchair subversives

Promises are for liars they're just covers for the rude
Promises are for liars they're just covers for the rude

Never thought about his stomach
He just thought about his food

And if you want to talk about it
You better find someone who cares
Yeah
Armchair subversives
Armchair subversives
Yeah haha