Weatherbox - The Drones lyrics
[Weatherbox - The Drones lyrics]
For nasty weather for your
Friends breaching your nucleus
Prepare for turbulence prepare
For nuclear winds
We gotta go high we gotta go
Are you ready or not? Magic carpet!
We gotta go hold the line blow the speaker
Magic carpet!
We gotta go, gotta float through the ether
The change, the masks, the smash, the crab
The loss of the sting the vessels shattering
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