18-30 Lyrics by Reverend And The Makers
Je suis Anglais
I stay in bed past midday
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Je suis Anglais
I stay in bed past midday
(Can’t enlighten the lines)
Can’t put my arms around a memory
All the old places have
Vanished as the snows before the summer came
Spin for feature or I hold for fruit
I need two more nudges and I’ll drop the loot
Still the same you
Yeah, we know you’re so cold
We all love a little nostalgia
It isn’t what it used to be
You understate ya
Bit of a taste for
Good morning Reverend
It’s uh, Howard Marks calling
TJ don’t want no less
Can’t think, can’t talk, must process
Take me down to the place
Where the son of God’s face