monte christo

Singer:noisettes

i saw the count of monte christo

threw the cape over his head. he gave me a penny for my thoughts but wouldn't get no change. just old age rythms

they were singing in his brain for

a mechanical crusade

tried to shoot down his everything. but i see you see

ain't no more honey from this bee. i see

you see

i'm stung you've got a hold on me. i see

you see

ain't no more honey from this bee. i see

you see

i'm stung you've got a hold. you-u-u. i wanna make you feel so special

it's time to break the ice. bless you and your wicked ways

i guess that these are strange days

but the tact must change for the dutchess to reveal her face

i'd give you all my pennies for your gallentery at tomorrow's gate. when i see you see

ain't no more honey from this bee. i see

you see

i'm stung you've got a hold on me. i see

you see

ain't no more honey from this bee. i see

you see

i'm stung you've got a hold. i-i-i see what you see. there ain't no more honey from this bee. i see

you see

i'm stung you've got a hold on me. yeah

you see

and you see

there's no more honey from this bee. i see what you see. i'm stung you've got a hold. saw the count of monte christo

threw the cape over his head. he gave me a penny for my thoughts but wouldn't get no change. just old age rythms

they were singing in his brain for

a mechanical crusade

tried to shoot down his everything.

Lyric Context: monte christo - noisettes