Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Atlas Air, artist - Massive Attack. Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Atlas Air |
| Yes, shall we take a spin again in business? |
| This time is fixed, let’s sweeten our facilities |
| It took all the man in me |
| To be the dog you wanted me to be |
| Shall we take a spin again, no witnesses? |
| This time is fixed seven three seven is |
| You won’t feel a thing |
| Begging until you give it up insane |
| Fish like little silver knives |
| Make the cuts on my inside |
| Yeah, let him feast my heart is big, my heart is big |
| My blood will slide in metal studs |
| Tourniquet will hold its groove |
| Tourniquet will keep its grip |
| It took all the man in me |
| To be the dog you wanted me to be |
| Yeah, let him feast my heart is big |
| My heart is big, my blood will slide |
| You let him feast my heart is big |
| My heart is big, my blood will slide |
| Got nothing to lose but my chains |
| Internet feeds on my brains |
| Head in the sand, feet in the clay |
| And time is still like grease it slips |
| Sucking in, spitting pips, yeah, spitting pips |
| Nothing to lose but my chains |
| Internet beats on my brains |
| Head in the sand, feet in the clay |
| A place to piece, a place to pray |
| A little money should get me on my feet |
| This gun of smoke is slaying me |
| And time is still like grease it slips |
| Sucking in, spitting pips, yeah, spitting pips |
| My heart was big and like my pride |
| Let them feast on my insides |
| And when the filled had spilled its guts |
| Gently open then it shuts |
| I’m in the hole three thousand days |
| A buried soul |
| They live the dream in terminal |
| No war too mean |
| I know the drill, got cells to burn, I’m dressed to kill |
| A mortal coil and time is still on secret soil |
| Yeah, pay the bills, cells to burn, mouths to fill |
| On Boeing jets in the sunset make glowing threats |