yeah If you dream through the top You'll be over the edge If you get in wrong side You'll be taking a pitch You'll be loving a lot But you don't know
When you're smoking tinfoil in the morning It's gonna be a cold day When you're keeping everything inside you It can only hurt you Unrelated sounds The
re just sad But I won't get over it now ?Cause it's half-drawn on the shout It could be four o'clock in the morning If you wish it'd got no style I
The feeling then gets to the brain It means you got it coming and you ain't got a chain Their only attire is a typical vice But if it gets too well, well
Well, I'm building a highway back Back to the heart of things No love left to walk back Back to the heart of things So I'm building above and back All
their ground If you dream to the top You'll be over the edge If you get it on side You'll be taking a ditch You'll be loving our love But you don't know
: (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,
sad But I won't get over it now Cause it's half-drawn on the shout It could be four o' clock in the morning If you wish it'd got no style I gotta
: Spitting out the demons (demons) Popping out of holes (good times) Spitting out the demons (demons) Coming in the good times (good times do we have
: Got off a plane to the countryside, I drove to the mountain and holding the ground There was crack on the corner and someone dead, and fire coming
: Murdoc is god Murdoc is god Murdoc is god Trying to fit in Murdoc is dead Murdoc is dead Murdoc is god Trying to fit in Murdoc is god Murdoc is
: It's coming up It's coming up It's coming up It's coming up It's coming up It's coming up It's DARE It's DARE You've got to press it on you
: The feeling in Guts to the brain It means you got it coming and you ain't got a chain Their only attire Is a typical vice But if it gets you well,