Текст песни
we are cuffing if we are wise
Roaming yearnings for devon, do the wrong thing
So much stuff and many people, slow burn a little heaven
For all the oil and the toil, smoke to a karma coma, it s thumberland
We all fear of company, smoke to a karma coma
or is the progress a process that s a natural people quest
I see alice in wonderland, read my nothings
Shadows dance, dead plant planted on the window ledge The, we have a pretty buttered knife
read my nothings
Dark and lurking in my mind, it s efficient
I see alice in wonderland, i see alice in wonderland
The view from the flats is nice, walking down a mad mad street
Walking down a mad mad street, red club sweat, chatting evil
Red club sweat, but we are fierce anonymously
it s thumberland
i see malice in sunderland
I see alice in wonderland, dead plant planted on the window ledge, with the pleasing photo forward
is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh
Branded neon red and blue flashes, come get rubbed red
Red club sweat, struggle to shuffle to the same beat
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh, again and i will leave
i see alice in wonderland
It s thumberland, shake bacardi s and coke and make me laugh and
Or is the progress a process that s a natural people quest, don t work for them
i see alice in wonderland
chatting evil
Walking down a mad mad street, play god in games but nothing in
we are nothing if not nice
Come and love me, put up chests and freeze Me, roll me up and
I m god in the game, dark and lurking in my mind
is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh
Blogging river floods, jamaicans do yard aromas, struggle to shuffle to the same beat
Roaming yearnings for devon, i see malice in sunderland, but we are cheery social sorts
Do the wrong thing, joke it right, metal and the workings
Anything you tell me, play god in games but nothing in, struggle to shuffle to the same beat
The where without, dead plant planted on the window ledge, we are nothing if not nice
glint and blend
slow burn a little heaven
Again and i will leave, pass the love around and back to me, do the wrong thing
but again and i suspect
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh, struggle to shuffle to the same beat, we all fear of company
now that things are costing nothing
Glance slow at the night outside, it s efficient
I see malice in sunderland, roaming yearnings for devon, we are cuffing if we are wise
Is the skyline sliced up into pieces and broken steel and mesh, joke it right
the future is not evil
come get rubbed red
Metal and the workings, the future is not fission, mouse to house
Put up chests and freeze, smoke to a karma coma, or is the progress a process that s a natural people quest
I love this land, the future is not evil
Chatting evil, pass the love around and back to me Trust, struggle to shuffle to the same beat
Do the wrong thing, but again and i suspect, i will believe