Bubble Congress lyrics
Song information
Artist: Kind Of Like Spitting Album: In The Red
Lyrics
Faith in traffic Faith in healthy horses Faith in the salts of flesh Faith in f sharp That quick flavor turning in a hardcore kid's eye As if upwards to heaven
As if faithfully by your side I smell catalog numbers stacking One yellow line racing one untouched spine
Let it relax All the muscles, tendons slack It's not the worst that you've seen Ports and docks, water and money Simple little guitar things
All the worker bees Storm up the trees Do you need to reinstall? I can make the call
And the end becomes the trailer when What's put down in penice reacts again The end becomes the trailer when it's gone
The end becomes the trailer when What's set down in fiction feeds back again The end becomes the trailer when it's gone
Then our lives won't be based on facts Just what we heard So we fold each other over like falling birds
Zeros after zeroes cloud our sight
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
"In The Red" album track list
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