Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Atlas , by - Eugene McGuinness. Song from the album Eugene McGuinness, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 13.10.2008
Record label: Domino
Song language: English
Atlas |
| I met a mixer |
| He talked the head off my throat |
| He was built for the mountains |
| But lived in a shoebox in Soho |
| Strange as it sounds |
| I didn’t want dear motor-mouth to go |
| Sara points to Paris |
| Sara seems to sink in sorrow |
| In the uproar of drunk dragons |
| A single sudden move and we’re toast |
| We’re all mortals prone to hurt |
| Crushed berries in the dirt |
| I know |
| But this world’s your world |
| This world’s your world to roam |
| This land’s your land |
| I understand but I want to go home |
| I want to go home |
| Another rhubarbing barfly |
| A zombie on a fruit machine |
| Where the wallpaper reminds me |
| Of a funeral from 2003 |
| There’s a town |
| On a river |
| On a planet |
| On the shoulders of me |
| But this world’s your world |
| This world’s your world to roam |
| This land’s your land |
| I understand but I want to go home |
| I want to go home |