Gotta love the opera star.
Roads are filled with rusty cars.
Only plays the blue sky,
Had to paint it over natural light.

I can sleep in a cadillac
That's parked up in the alley with the engine running
Fucked up- I think I let her go.
Badadadadadadada
Yayayayaya

The whole crew look up to me
And the whole sea of people will part
To find out the party is fake
And there's no-one a reliable source for your heart.
We're gonna ???.
It's still gonna be dead air.

Floating on an aeroplane,
Scrubby little runway,
Riding in a stubby car,
It's early time again, feeling where you are.

You know I'll eat anything that's cooked
I know you think I'm crazy but I've never been thinner.
Zip up things of mine and leave.
Lalalalalalalalala
Lalalala

The whole crew look up to me
And the whole sea of people will part
To find out the party is fake
And that there's no-one a reliable source for your source.
And ???.
It's still gonna be dead air.



Lyrics submitted by jeglikerkuken

Track duration: 02:16


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