Viagra Boys - Beijing Taxi lyrics
[Viagra Boys - Beijing Taxi lyrics]
The morning it happened i was in my bed
The sun shone on my face my skin was red
My mouth was dry just like a napkin
My bed was wet from the night before
I poured myself a cold glass of water
It tasted like a pair of jeans
So I went to the kitchen to refill my cup
Opened up the fridge
I couldn't find anything
But a lonesome slice of fresh white bread
It felt like a sign
Felt like that bread was mine
I put the bread in the toaster
I pushed the button and watched
The walls of the toaster
Begin to glow like the fires in the
Fields Verdun in world war one
Felt like I was standing there in south west
France 1914 with my hands on my gun
Bodies lying on the ground my neighbour’s
House it had burned down
And all that remained was a toaster
I opened my eyes and the red
Sun now shone black with smoke
No switch was functional and no appliance
Was worked in my favour
I was worried my neighbours
Had awoken through a war they had no part in
I rushed into the tree to sink a cone of wax
As so I could peer into the metal
Box I'd practically installed on the ceiling
Just inches from my peripheral view
I used a wooden chair to stand upon
I was shocked when I noticed
I'd shrunk to the size of a penny
And they glowed like the fires in the fields
Of the dune in world war one
Felt like I was standing there in south west
France 1914 with my hands on my gun
Bodies lying on the ground
My neighbour’s house it had burned down and
All that remained was a toaster
All that remained was a toaster
All that remained was a toaster
The sun shone on my face my skin was red
My mouth was dry just like a napkin
My bed was wet from the night before
I poured myself a cold glass of water
It tasted like a pair of jeans
So I went to the kitchen to refill my cup
Opened up the fridge
I couldn't find anything
But a lonesome slice of fresh white bread
It felt like a sign
Felt like that bread was mine
I put the bread in the toaster
I pushed the button and watched
The walls of the toaster
Begin to glow like the fires in the
Fields Verdun in world war one
Felt like I was standing there in south west
France 1914 with my hands on my gun
Bodies lying on the ground my neighbour’s
House it had burned down
And all that remained was a toaster
I opened my eyes and the red
Sun now shone black with smoke
No switch was functional and no appliance
Was worked in my favour
I was worried my neighbours
Had awoken through a war they had no part in
I rushed into the tree to sink a cone of wax
As so I could peer into the metal
Box I'd practically installed on the ceiling
Just inches from my peripheral view
I used a wooden chair to stand upon
I was shocked when I noticed
I'd shrunk to the size of a penny
And they glowed like the fires in the fields
Of the dune in world war one
Felt like I was standing there in south west
France 1914 with my hands on my gun
Bodies lying on the ground
My neighbour’s house it had burned down and
All that remained was a toaster
All that remained was a toaster
All that remained was a toaster