Us Roach — текст песни (Gay Dad)

Strange days ahead

Superstition dying in my head



Ive been planning my escape

Long term complication

Wont you take the time and listen to the story?

You could feel the mellow way we feel the you

Wont you ride the stormy weather?

To a time when just was going just to care



Strange days ahead

Superstition dying in my head



Sail on sailor, go between her

Wanna pay enough to heave her

Feeling, running, soul unclustered

Full of lively, sit on mine



Way away to a greater unknown

But you never cross this way again

No, no



Get it up, for another ten quid I can fuck you up

Its so beautiful



No, no, no, no