Jukebox The Ghost - Brass Band lyrics

Boredom is a gift
But, I've had enough of it to last a lifetime
Give me something shocking
Feel like I am falling
I wanna wake up with a start
Boredom is a gift

That's why I leave my time unfilled
Take the phone out of my hands
I want the rarest of thrills
So they hit my soul like
A ten-piece brass band

Brass band like a ten-piece brass band

I want you to surprise me
Turn me back into myself
Got rid of these distractions
Stayed out of the action
Put my head up in the clouds
I want you to surprise me

That's why I leave my time unfilled
Take the phone out of my hands
I want the rarest of thrills
To hit my soul like a ten-piece brass band

Brass band like a ten-piece brass band
Like a ten-piece like a ten-piece brass band

And so we march to the beat of our own drum
To the sound of our own blood
Pumping through our veins
Give me the chills again
Feel the thrill again
As it hit's my soul like
A ten-piece brass band, ooh

Brass band like a ten-piece brass band
Like a ten-piece like a ten-piece brass band
Like a ten-piece brass band