The Church - Undo lyrics
[The Church - Undo lyrics]
God it's so high, God it's so high
Why don't I fly, why don't I fly
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
Elegant god, elegant sigh
Why don't you try, little advice
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
Just you and I, just you and I
Sweeter than pie, down in Bondi
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
Summer seaside town in motion
Holiday girl down by the ocean
Evenings are warm, just before the storm
You don't understand that it's
All in your hands
And the graphs and the charts
Are pulling us further apart eight floors
Ace stores
(3: 57, 5: 50, 7: 35) with their CDs online
Crashing in our field, wasting our time
And I don't care a bit of a fiddle-de dee
What the phantom power is doing to me
It's tracking in the black, such audacity
We're not going back and that's that
And that's all it can be
Lionized cats with their mirrors intact
Clawing our sides, tearing our back
I never took a potshot at a wounded beast
But, I guess you never
Really met the deceased
I told all your enemies to come to the feast
If it comes to the crunch we'll do
Lunch with the bunch from the east
Cultures holding at the rockets controls
Slippery and when ready like
This great country scrolls
If you're fucking with your enemies
You're killing your friends
This is where your reign of terror
Pleasure ends
I know you'll understand that's
A message he sends
But, it's bad and it's sad and it's mad
And I've had to give a dent
Why don't I fly, why don't I fly
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
Elegant god, elegant sigh
Why don't you try, little advice
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
Just you and I, just you and I
Sweeter than pie, down in Bondi
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
Summer seaside town in motion
Holiday girl down by the ocean
Evenings are warm, just before the storm
You don't understand that it's
All in your hands
And the graphs and the charts
Are pulling us further apart eight floors
Ace stores
(3: 57, 5: 50, 7: 35) with their CDs online
Crashing in our field, wasting our time
And I don't care a bit of a fiddle-de dee
What the phantom power is doing to me
It's tracking in the black, such audacity
We're not going back and that's that
And that's all it can be
Lionized cats with their mirrors intact
Clawing our sides, tearing our back
I never took a potshot at a wounded beast
But, I guess you never
Really met the deceased
I told all your enemies to come to the feast
If it comes to the crunch we'll do
Lunch with the bunch from the east
Cultures holding at the rockets controls
Slippery and when ready like
This great country scrolls
If you're fucking with your enemies
You're killing your friends
This is where your reign of terror
Pleasure ends
I know you'll understand that's
A message he sends
But, it's bad and it's sad and it's mad
And I've had to give a dent