作词 : Underworld
I need sugar

I need a little water sugar

I get thoughts about you

The night wants me like a little lost child

Locked in the safe place

Lookin' out the window

The dark move fast pass the window
The dark on the other side
Of the locked door

My thumb's on a Tetris keyring

Movin' in brillant timing

You pick up the phone

And I'm imaginin'

Tiny wires in her ears

Sliding through the city

Tiny wires in her ears

Sliding through the city

Rising in the morning to speak to you

Beneath the feet of the city

Click  you disconnect from me

Click  when you come to
Take your century

Telephone breathe between us

The will of the world is between us

Only these wires  dust between the wires

And green glass

In the distance  I am your tourist

Take you there in the morning

Take you there in the morning

I'm not pulling in returning

I'm not pulling in returning

I'm not pulling in returning

I'm not pulling in returning

I'm not pulling in returning

Yep I've searched for this part
Hang around the same stones

Hang right there with them

But I've caught beaucoup fish
In Reverend Burton

But well I've never fished here

I've caught beaucoup fish
In Reverend Burton

I never did catch fish

Beaucoup fish in Reverend Burton
Did check a tender slab

Did you hear of that crazy dog

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