Berlioz: Irlande, Op. 2, H 38 - 7. L'origine de la harpe

歌詞

here comes another one faster than the one before here comes another one faster than the one we saw before another bus another plane we've done this all a hundred times before lets stitch another one first one to the ceiling gets the floor bright lights block out the sun no time to sleep all time to turn because there goes another one stand on the edge and watch it turn and if you find you feel you're falling through the floor just put your hand out in the dark and feel the bones inside you singing out again a pint of this will take your legs off at the knees and pull your spine out to a cord and leave it glowing on the floor inside the rain all decisions pleasure made lift up our bodies in the air just to feel another one fall out of the tube and hit the air let's all march into the sun friends we remain for friends we are walk towards the sleeping sand bolted together like we are and in the morning we'll turn on t.v. and watch the news and eat cornflakes as continents divide it's fine if we are by our side and in the evening we'll turn off t.v. and watch the stars and crack open a can or two and it's all fine if we are by our side here comes another one faster than the one before faster than the one we saw before