Hypercommunication - Poni Hoax, Joakim

The satellites are screaming

Calling out for love

The city feels so queer now

Ken uses some hand cream

Well, you just seem so sad now

Is anybody in?

Barbie grabs a gun

I hope she’ll have some fun, some fun-un-un-un-un

So just hang on to your pillow

Oh, I could love you so

You will never call me back

For you know that you’ve been bad

I will never call you back

These things aren’t even sad

Hyper-communication

Send back all invitations

And he cleans the windows

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

And she feeds the dogs

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

And she tortures her laptop

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

And he cuts a fuckin' log

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

The neons flash on your face

Somehow you look so fine

The rain pours out through the lace

Does it make you mine?

And then you grab your gun

For I’m the only one, -ly one-on-on-on-on

If I had no ego

You would despise me so

Will you ever call me back?

For you’re scared of being sad

Will I ever call you back?

These things just drive me mad

Hyper-communication

Send back all invitation, love

And he cleans the windows

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

And she feeds the dogs

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

And she tortures her laptop

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

And he cuts a log

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

There goes your mountain, I will climb now

There goes your mountain, I will climb mine

There goes your mountain, I will climb mine

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

There goes your mountain, I will climb mine

(Can you sleep without dreaming of me now?)

There goes your mountain, I will climb mine

There goes your mountain, I will climb mine

There goes your mountain, I will climb mine