Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Trip Out, artist - Sea Power. Date of issue: 12.01.2008
Song language: English
A Trip Out |
| Build us a vehicle |
| Set us a course |
| Pick up your sickle |
| Get on board |
| We’re all going on a trip out |
| We’re all going on a trip out |
| We’re all getting, all getting out |
| Out with the daggers |
| Off with the gloves |
| There is so much |
| That you can loath |
| And I can’t stop thinking about it |
| And I can’t stop working it out |
| It doesn’t come much bigger than this |
| You see a point and you make a wish |
| Everything tragic |
| Take it away |
| One fine day before the apocalypse |
| And I know it’s not impossible |
| From a hill top |
| Worn out short grass |
| I don’t know how long it can last |
| Up then toward the see saw |
| Up then toward the gibberish |
| Up then toward being a bore |
| Up then toward the apocalypse |
| Build us a vehicle |
| Set us a course |
| Pick up your sickle |
| Get on board |
| Lonely are the brave |
| There is a chance |
| Of happiness |
| Yeah, but it is over so fast |
| And I can’t stop thinking about it |
| And I can’t stop working it out |
| No la dee da |
| No picnickers |
| Just party, party in a tweety land |
| How long, how long, how long? |
| One fine day before the apocalypse |
| And I know it’s not impossible |
| From a hill top |
| Worn out short grass |
| I don’t know how long it can last |
| Up then toward the see saw |
| Up then toward the gibberish |
| Up then toward being a bore |
| Up then toward the apocalypse |