Из альбома: A Perfect Life With a View of the Swamp

I dreamt of the sun
Rising up through the smog
The sweet music of babies

Crying in tower blocks

Stolen cars hurtling down
The noble a13
The smell of barking, parts ablaze
In gasoline

I ain't got no roots no more
I ain't got no roots no more
My life is all laid on this floor
I waved goodbye when I closed that door

I ain't got no roots no more
I ain't got no roots no more
I waved goodbye....
....when I closed the door....

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