Lyrics of
Martina Says

there's a lack of spice in every art director's life
the suntanned ghost is lying face down on the floor
there's a lack of spice in every copywriter's life
there'll be no waiting around for the man anymore
now he's gone and what's the meaning?
i can't see why he had to sacrifice his life
it is yourself that you're deceiving
i shouldn't have to tell you so
Interlude
now he's gone and what's the meaning?
i can't see why he had to sacrifice his life
it is yourself that you're deceiving
Outro