STOCKHOLM
NEW FAST AUTOMATIC DAFFODILS
Lately, lately, I find I rush.
Can't piece together the sun in the sky or the spots on my face.
And I must be stuck, my feet already are, I must be lost, my feet already are,
And I must be fast, my feet already are, you'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
Chorus:
You'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
You saw no orb no fiery bushes either,
I must be drunk I feel unsteady,
No monster me, sadly no saint either...
Walk back into Stockholm - Stockholm - our travels take us further north,
where there's fish in the sea and food on the shelves.
And I must be cold, my feet already are,
You must be old, so take it easier,
And I must be cold, my feet already are,
You must be old, so take it easier...
[chorus]
Walk back into, walk back into, wicked, wicked, wicked...
Belly, belly, and slap
I love to feel the food in my guts and the fat in my veins.
[chorus]
Can't piece together the sun in the sky or the spots on my face.
And I must be stuck, my feet already are, I must be lost, my feet already are,
And I must be fast, my feet already are, you'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
Chorus:
You'll soon be dust your deeds already are,
You saw no orb no fiery bushes either,
I must be drunk I feel unsteady,
No monster me, sadly no saint either...
Walk back into Stockholm - Stockholm - our travels take us further north,
where there's fish in the sea and food on the shelves.
And I must be cold, my feet already are,
You must be old, so take it easier,
And I must be cold, my feet already are,
You must be old, so take it easier...
[chorus]
Walk back into, walk back into, wicked, wicked, wicked...
Belly, belly, and slap
I love to feel the food in my guts and the fat in my veins.
[chorus]
