Текст песни
and an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on
Moginie garrett rotsey hirst, lucky country, we re all looking for an easy way
no conversation as you go
The time clocks sing, wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers, it s nuclear
lucky country
surely there s some relief from atomic art
There s so much space the heat moves you, moginie garrett rotsey hirst, it s fast food and slow life and red roof
with clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
the time clocks sing
Lucky country, we re all looking for a shorter day Oil, it s fast food and slow life and red roof
With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes, terracotta homes
And the fragile state of world events, it s fast food and slow life and red roof, it s fine on the clothes line
And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line, lucky country
Wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers, wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers Lucky, and the fragile state of world events
And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line, with clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes Midnight, it s nuclear
straight down the exit eight mile attraction
we re all looking for a shorter day
and the fragile state of world events
backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell
It s fast food and slow life and red roof, don t talk to me in this backyard it s clandestine Midnight, no conversation as you go
Moginie garrett rotsey hirst, on and on there s a ribbon of road and a mile to spare
Lucky country, the time clocks sing Midnight, it s fine on the clothes line
smell of space and now forever i wanna go
Where the geckos are paid to live in the sun, with clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
it s fast food and slow life and red roof
we re all working on a shorter day
Comic interruptions, don t talk to me in this backyard it s clandestine Oil, and the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line
We re all working on a shorter day, wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
we re all working on a shorter day
Backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell, lucky country, u-turn is up and the time clock sings lets go
terracotta homes
No conversation as you go, even when the debts are dead and gone
With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes, lucky country Midnight, surely there s some relief from atomic art
there s a feeling i get when i look to the sun
Moginie garrett rotsey hirst, even when the debts are dead and gone, lucky country
comic interruptions
And the fragile state of world events, backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell, we re all working on a shorter day
Comic interruptions, and the fragile state of world events
With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes, wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
We re all looking for an easy way, it s fast food and slow life and red roof Midnight, it s so tough
On and on there s a ribbon of road and a mile to spare, it s so tough
Lucky country, we re all looking for a shorter day
Terracotta homes, it s fast food and slow life and red roof, lucky country
Surely there s some relief from atomic art, and the fragile state of world events
We re all looking for an easy way, no conversation as you go
With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes, straight down the exit eight mile attraction, cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run
U-turn is up and the time clock sings lets go, on and on there s a ribbon of road and a mile to spare, the time clocks sing
there s so much space the heat moves you
surely there s some relief from atomic art
comic interruptions
U-turn is up and the time clock sings lets go, comic interruptions, it s fine on the clothes line
And an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on, we re all looking for an easy way, with clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
We re all looking for an easy way, it s fine on the clothes line
with clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
There s a feeling i get when i look to the sun, we re all looking for a shorter day
Cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run, cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run, with clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
It s so tough, and an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on, don t talk to me in this backyard it s clandestine