Underworld - Puppies lyrics
[Underworld - Puppies lyrics]
That's you by my abyss it's beautiful
Today whatcha gonna do i'm happy
I'm really happy i brought her these
Sorted rolls great it's blue ok
Scream it's a girl they sit the
Salty waterskin 1439 liverpool streets
I feel some release smiling behind her
Smiling in air conditioning house
Do you want this weather no they say
I'm twentythree degrees a new meat
I wish it would rain soon
Wilting yes in funky cummerbund yes sporting
A new peacoat yes my machine
Straight out of new velveteen riding
Soul-faced into liverpool streets
Try her on the wall chewing on the
Wall d'you know that has-been d'you
Know why throat dust starving at the back
Wall slow motion sham big tv
High shared list 257LD4 may we remind you
This is a no-smoking area two
Rubber shoes and leave me tonight at the
Side of the road rack dust dogdust
Rubber glove part rat so much brown and grey
The phone slips out of the tuning
On the rails your face with numbers
In the yellow between the cracks
Fortythree sixtyeight i'll be
Crossed metal bars waiting to slip into the
Shade something cool this geezer
Keeps staring at me
Today whatcha gonna do i'm happy
I'm really happy i brought her these
Sorted rolls great it's blue ok
Scream it's a girl they sit the
Salty waterskin 1439 liverpool streets
I feel some release smiling behind her
Smiling in air conditioning house
Do you want this weather no they say
I'm twentythree degrees a new meat
I wish it would rain soon
Wilting yes in funky cummerbund yes sporting
A new peacoat yes my machine
Straight out of new velveteen riding
Soul-faced into liverpool streets
Try her on the wall chewing on the
Wall d'you know that has-been d'you
Know why throat dust starving at the back
Wall slow motion sham big tv
High shared list 257LD4 may we remind you
This is a no-smoking area two
Rubber shoes and leave me tonight at the
Side of the road rack dust dogdust
Rubber glove part rat so much brown and grey
The phone slips out of the tuning
On the rails your face with numbers
In the yellow between the cracks
Fortythree sixtyeight i'll be
Crossed metal bars waiting to slip into the
Shade something cool this geezer
Keeps staring at me