(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois)
In context of the stars / u point at my point right
U reflect off my sunglasses / waiting for the moon on a tight night
In context of the sun / zero degrees is where we start
U grind on my gass pedal / red line earth clutchin' my hear
In context of the moon / u pull to my full height
We black out during the eclipse / jelly roll on a comet kite
Out of the day into the night
Catchin' the heat and the ride beat
Ooo la la well ooo la well
U says
There's nothing to do
I says
Th
At's during the day
U says
Aren't we having fun
I says
The night's not yet won
U says
The feeling will be
Ooo la la well oo la well
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Dave Watson, Severed Heads Liberation Front (Re-release the _Stretcher_ EP!)
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