Lletres: Duncan Sheik. White Limousine. Shopping.

So you wrote me a letter
Which I thought was really kind
I don?t recall which song it was
But there is one you really liked

And you asked me so innocently
Of my inspiration
Why I write the songs I sing
The reasons why I make them

Nothing here is what it seems
Risk the wreckage of your dreams
So that you are always shopping
To steal away the cash you're dropping

Listen to me when I say
Fantasies are built to fade
There you are, you?re always shopping
Even try, there is no stopping

Don?t misunderstand me
It always makes me smile
When I can serenade you
As you're rolling down the aisles

On this journey of your soul's desire
The paradise of goods
You?re doing just exactly
What I think you should

Nothing here is what it seems
Risk the wreckage of your dreams
So that you are always shopping
While you roll, you're really rocking

Listen to me when I say
Fantasies are built to fade
There you are, you?re always wanting
You don?t have is always haunting

Still one thing I have to say
My confession?s not complete
I?ve made is sound as if all this
Has nothing to do with me

Surely is not anything
Further from the truth
When I have pretty things to gain
And only useless things to lose

Wish there were another way
I must keep the wolves at bay
I hope that you don?t find it shocking
Rock and roll is built on shopping

If you?re searching for my soul
Come check out my chains of gold
Grab your purse and let's go shopping
For lingerie and silky stockings

Let's go shopping together
So that we can find ourselves
So that we can buy ourselves

Let's go shopping together
'Cause we are always by ourselves
We are always by ourselves

Let's go shopping together
So that we can find ourselves