Paraguay and Panama - Slow Club

Ever had your numbers called

Ever ran away  ever loved and lost it all

Don't you wanna say

And if you had  and if you had

The chance to run it
All like you know it's meant

Would you roll a dice

Or sprint until the end

Pickled and soured  bruised and dry

That's the local way

Strange old flag  flying high
Don't know what to say

Just tip your head  just tip your head
And let us know your heart

Beats like the rest

And we will roll around  and do our best

Painted girl  upon the wall

Covered carefully in Paraguay and Panama

You were the hourglass beauty queen

Just flick your hair  just flick your hair
And move your lips around

In the shape of words

That you knew before all of this