Letras:The Klaxons. Two Receivers.

Krill edible oceans at their feet
A troublesome troop out on safari
A lullaby holds their drones in sleep

For tattling clearly indiscreet
Five fallible flags in hybersonic
Are told to stay nearly out of reach

And in space, two receivers turn away
Just in case, two receivers turn away
To displace, two receivers turn away
And in space

Submissions in outer regions pleased
A gathering of teens in old Sargasso whose mission is to fall flat at their feet

While sat on a sparsely crowded beach
Marine noticed change in perfect timing
A widow to all but her pastiche

And in space, two receivers turn away
Just in case, two receivers turn away
To displace, two receivers turn away
And in space

Eternal flow, strings to your bow
Roam through the globe
Eternal flow, strings to your bow
Roam through the globe