you are drinking you have reason to drink good reason
oh yeah
I'm like this today
black ice, car crash
white dress
white dress
red trim
escape to the pink line
mine's five
all the time
salt fish, fisherman's friend
more shots and
the story bends
red fire, stop the wind
hot spring and she
touches him
and they sat
on their couch drinking
boxes of wine
and their eyes became flames
and it's time to get out
cos the warm zone
has a friendly face to light
and the New Year tissues
burst in the sky
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
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A sofa, dreadlock, battered head, volcanic rock. Wake up, feel the skin, sun outside, back to bed. More dark, more drink, more talk of you think. And in that house, the raven flies, whispering that she's completely...
Ah, ah, ah.
And they climb through the rocks, drinking booze from the heat. And they talk of drowning women. Throw a coin and make a wish.
Cos the war song has a friendly face to mine.
And the New Year tears still make us high.
Not a beautiful day, a happy day.
But I am
Traveling
Around
traditions
I'm
Taking
A

Miss

Am
To
For my
Buh buh buh buh buh