| Full On Idle |
|---|
| Say you’re one man’s taste |
| «Want what?» |
| Fall and break |
| We’ve seen the dream, folks, in our day |
| What? |
| Fought The Father the Pope |
| Finally sent away |
| Warden, lock it |
| Free love’s fought our battles thru the day |
| We were full on idle |
| A lot of them say |
| «Obey your colorist |
| Bleach it all away |
| Free reign, good rest |
| Break, every brunette in the way |
| When we’re full on idle |
| A lot of them say |
| «Obey your violence» |
| Well, It’s kinda late |
| Say you’re one man’s date |
| Want WHAT? |
| fall and break |
| We were full on idle |
| A lot of them say |
| «Obey your violence |
| Look close- |
| Hate |
| Tide all white |
| Row on the glass surf |
| He pulled the paddle |
| Okay with me |
| In silence |
| What I’d like to do |
| With your violin |
| And it’s bow |
