Lyrics:
The wheezin' starlings and the dashin' foam
Down by Smuggler's Bay the pines turn scarlet and gold
I used to sit there and play my guitar when I was fifteen
were in the passenger seat
I've been riding all alone
Dancing by own
You are killing me
You are my riptide
Wishing you were by my side
The thought of you
Yeah, you can do it ' you can do it all by your self '
Yeah, you can do it ' you can do it all... '
Not trying to get gunned down
Don't wanna get
attacked by a pack of dogs frothing at the mouth
Stabbed in the face
Glass in my guts, crash
Passed in the passenger's side
You were drunk
the starlings
But they were not stolen gems
Colored glass I can replace
You've got a restless heart
Restless change is blowing
Through your life
Tears in your
the street where you live with its mansions and flats
With its fountains and statues and gardens, and flowers
Its starlings and rats
Where you stand in
When the rooks were laid in the piles
By the sides of the road
Crashing into the aerials
Tangled in the laundry lines
And gathered in a field
They
my father a-sowing
To the red field by the sea
And the rooks and the gulls and the starlings
Will come flocking after me
I will sing to the striding
like starlings, playing tic-tac toe
Raping a mamal washed up down the wrong side of the Styx
They gargled maniacal, in frenzy I saw em feast
They pecked
so forlorn
Our milky eyes will wake
Startled by their cries
A starling steely eyed
Took off in fright
And flew up past the bridge
Drawn to a high
to myself
Encircled by lies, they ring like a bell
Bronze, bold, brass, brash they yell
And the starlings laugh as I just sit creating this hell
None of this
by this unknown voice
Longing to find the source
There was a call I swear
I used to fight against the crowd
To swim against the stream
To struggle with
louder!
the South American Bumblebee
Louder! Speak louder, please!
What happened to the South American Giant Bumblebee?
It's threatened by extinction!
and washboard
Wooden tulips grow by the roadside
Made in a factory in Jonjoping
Fake glass baubles hang in the station
Just like the passenger's imitation
Riding round the same old streets in the same old car
Passing by the closed down stores and our favorite bar
Funny how people change, but the places
Tides to divide
Liars left to decide
Buyers craze over crowns like passengers lost in the clouds
Restrained by the miles, they fight against you
spun around
You will
Be bound by what you are
Stand in the corner, with your face stripped of colour
For what?
If you want to be a passenger
Climb
Give me the keys
Passenger seat
I need you beside me
Put up your feet
Running on E — asy street
Just vibing
Tell me your dreams
Tell me the things
won't feel blowing, oh
I winked at a Cailin passing by
Says I, what if it's snowing, oh
Come rain or hail or wind or snow
I'm not going out
won't feel blowing, oh
I winked at a Cailin passing by
Says I, what if it's snowing, oh
Come rain or hail or wind or snow
I'm not going out
move by
Purple with the night
While starlings murmured to silent types
Maybe August 29th
If I make it through July
Thank god for coffee
The evenings of Damask are falling
The youth of truth chest
Feeds a starling
With his heart.
A chosen man begged by the wayside
A horse came
world
We sing under the hot pot
We passed by the same red brick
Goodbye
Liverpool
Goodbye
After a year or two I might come back
and say hi
by
be your passenger
We takin' off tonight
Not coming back to Earth
Hey baby drive the whip
I'll be your passenger
We takin' off tonight
Not coming
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