Lyrics: There was a wayward lad Stepped out one morning The ground to be his bed The sky his awning Neon, neon, neon A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field Can't surround so you lean on, lean on So much your heart's become fond of this Oh, these three worn words Oh, let me whisper like the rubbing hands Of tourists in Verona I just want to love you in my own language Well, that smell of sex Good like burning wood The wayward lad laid clean To two busty girls from Hornsea Who left a note in black ink Girls from above say "Hi" (hi) The road erodes at five feet per year Around England's east coastline Was this your first time? Love is just a button we press Last night by the campfire Oh, these three worn words Oh, that we whisper like the rubbing hands Of tourists in Verona I just want to love you in my own language
@faxiklas3 жыл бұрын
great dying sound on 1st minute
@CasperTheRamKnight3 жыл бұрын
wdym bruh
@pepetoni013 жыл бұрын
Great Work!!!!
@aaronburrows35763 жыл бұрын
this is good!
@xEllieLovesMakeup3 жыл бұрын
Hi! I wondered if I could use this for a film project I'm working on?
@loindelequilibre7622 Жыл бұрын
Did you finish your project?
@emlinderm2 жыл бұрын
Can this version be used to sing the Lomepal version?
@CasperTheRamKnight3 жыл бұрын
why only 3 comments? i didnt get it,this vid was on my playlist
@Jiggy...2 жыл бұрын
I really appreciate this. The lyrics really don't work with this track in my opinion, this makes it infinitely more listenable. thanks mate.
@kinatasss2 жыл бұрын
Agreed. I have to admit this is the first time I managed to give Alt-J some attention