Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gooey Rework, artist - Glass Animals. Album song Gooey, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 03.04.2014
Record label: Wolf Tone
Song language: English
Gooey Rework |
So I’ve been gazing at the stars for a minute |
I never could connect the constellations |
But I really liked the way they all kinda shimmer |
City light, pollution’s said to be the fall, now I’m waiting |
In black coals, strips base walls and |
The Matrix leaves me an enigma, food for thought, I’m the top chef |
I did the box, lost profit |
Speak to the cosmos before thoughts process |
Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance? |
Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand? |
I’ll say I told you so but you just gonna cry |
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes |
Pray, pray, I can’t, I can’t pray |
Pray, pray, peanut butter, I can’t pray |
(Preach) |
Meaning’s my end language, state |
Super beings sign treaties of the lands and space |
See the sharks in the distance, watch me swim in their direction |
Archbishop of the new world, curled in the mess |
Found pearls in the wreckage, pawned 'em |
Spawned a thousand ships to arm the armada |
Garments, hard posture, slate |
Onyx and jade weapons in cold breast plate |
Blessed with the crest made of thin gold |
Alright, come close |
Let me show you everything I know |
A jungle slang |
Spinning round my head and I stare |
My my simple sir, this ain’t gonna work |
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs |
I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place |
I just wanna go where I can get some space |
Pray, pray, I can’t, I can’t pray |
Pray, pray, peanut butter, I can’t pray |
My my simple sir, this ain’t gonna work |
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs |
I can’t take this place, no I can’t take this place |
I just wanna go where I can get some space |