: Where's North from here? It was a glitter freeze Listen You are a credit A believer Ship him far! (Thanks to ya.voosh for these lyrics)
: Some kind of nature Some kind of soul Some kind of mixture Some kind of gold Some kind of majesty Some chemical load Some kind of metal made up from
: Up on melancholy hill There's a plastic tree Are you here with me? Just looking out on the day Of another dream Well you can't get what you want But
: Distant stars Come in black or red I've seen their worlds Inside my head They connect With the fall of man They breathe you in And dive as deep as
: It is the dawn It Is The Dawn Time has shifted Mountains Bloom The air is thinner [Repeat all] One Two Three Four Five Six Seven
: To the dark dark sea's Comes the only whale Watching ships go by It's the day we try It doesn't know It's a Casio on a plastic beach [x2] It's a
: (feat. Bobby Womack and Mos Def) Overload, overload, overload, coming up to the, oh stylo, (juice) go forth, blossom in your soul, when you know
: Waiting by the mailbox, by the train Passin' by the hills 'til I hear the name I'm looking for a saw to cut these chains in half and all I want is
: On the cloud of unknowing My world seems open Every satellite up here is watching But I was here from the very start Trying to find a way to your heart
: [yodeling]
: It's all good news now Because we left the taps Running For a hundred years So drink into the drink A plastic cup of drink Drink with a couple Of
: People People Everybody people Everybody making a sound People People Everybody people Everybody standing their ground People People Everybody people
: (Instrumental)
: Lord hear me now Junk boats and English boys Crashing out in super marts Electric fences and guns You swallow me I'm just a pill on your tongue
: Well, I'm builiding a highway back, back to the heart of things [?] back, back to the heart of things So, I'm building a ? back All our city gone
: I'm walking to the something Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Collapse I'm drinking too much bla bla, bla bla bla bla bla bla bla Fall out I'm feeling
: Too many days to get lost Many, many people I've known got lost Too many days to get lost Many, many people I've known got lost Too many days to
: (Dirty sounding slurping, and lip smacking noises) Just falling out, not making much of anything at all but All you could hide from what's there,