The Automatic Lyrics
"Magazines"

Tearing out pages
From your only book
Circled with bold print
Is where you have to look
I could try but
I wouldn't get too far
Tearing out pages
I wouldn't get that far

Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out
Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out

If you see three fingers
Read between the lines
It's what I thought you were good at
but you do what you like
I could try but
I wouldn't get too far
Making holes in pictures
Tearing words apart

Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out
Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out

Let me start it
Let me start it
Let me start it
Let me start it
Let me start it
Let me start it
Let me start it
Let me start it

Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out
Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out
Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out
Magazines tearing pieces off me
They just fall out
They just fall out