[Verse 1]
Glued to the seat
PVA served up to eat
City way down underneath
Countless feet crammed under seats
I don’t need to sleep
Can’t with the turbulent screams
Can’t with the petulant teens
I only have wicked bad dreams
Crash land survivor
Call me Willy Golding
Fly-lord amphibian legs unfolding
Across meridian I stretch them in the aisles for miles
Tweaking twitching toes taking phenergan from a child
All these trippers gon’ trip and fall
In this pitfall it’s pitiful like the pit bull terrier
Tearing up those toddler tots and Tonka trucks with zеro fucks
So you put it down
Your kids don’t put them down
Or let them off thе leash
But me, now I’ve escaped
Yeah I’m feeling kinda free
You put it down
Your kids don’t put them down
Or let them off the leash
But me, now I’ve escaped
Yeah I’m feeling kinda free
Yeah I’m feeling kinda free
No need to fear me bear my teeth
[Pre-Chorus]
Last week we were doing night shifts
Now we on this flight shit
You could say that that’s a slight shift
A different kind of night shift
(You can’t change the world)
You can’t change the world overnight they tell me
But there’s never been a night quite as long as this
Yeah there’s never been a night quite as long
[Chorus]
Last week we were doing night shifts
Now we on this flight shit
You could say that that’s a slight shift
Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you?
Different kind of night shift
Everyone’s invited
Yeah you are all on my list
Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you?
[Verse 2]
Pacing across the pavement
Overnight sensation
Vagrant through the vapour
Straight to stage, Lurch to the labour
Watching the kids quaver
Pulling both ways like the stars at the equator
Stay sweating laced in layers of the labels
Panting like you gave birth
Sucking on an inhaler
Pumping defibrillator
Because you’re bout to meet thy maker
[Chorus]
Last week we were doing night shifts (the lights, the lights)
Now we on this live shit, I’m wired with it (he’s lighting up)
It’s a different kind of night shift
Forming up a wide pit
Harking to the hybrid, the hybrid
(Watch out, get down)
Glued to the seat
PVA served up to eat
City way down underneath
Countless feet crammed under seats
I don’t need to sleep
Can’t with the turbulent screams
Can’t with the petulant teens
I only have wicked bad dreams
Crash land survivor
Call me Willy Golding
Fly-lord amphibian legs unfolding
Across meridian I stretch them in the aisles for miles
Tweaking twitching toes taking phenergan from a child
All these trippers gon’ trip and fall
In this pitfall it’s pitiful like the pit bull terrier
Tearing up those toddler tots and Tonka trucks with zеro fucks
So you put it down
Your kids don’t put them down
Or let them off thе leash
But me, now I’ve escaped
Yeah I’m feeling kinda free
You put it down
Your kids don’t put them down
Or let them off the leash
But me, now I’ve escaped
Yeah I’m feeling kinda free
Yeah I’m feeling kinda free
No need to fear me bear my teeth
[Pre-Chorus]
Last week we were doing night shifts
Now we on this flight shit
You could say that that’s a slight shift
A different kind of night shift
(You can’t change the world)
You can’t change the world overnight they tell me
But there’s never been a night quite as long as this
Yeah there’s never been a night quite as long
[Chorus]
Last week we were doing night shifts
Now we on this flight shit
You could say that that’s a slight shift
Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you?
Different kind of night shift
Everyone’s invited
Yeah you are all on my list
Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you get it? Can you?
[Verse 2]
Pacing across the pavement
Overnight sensation
Vagrant through the vapour
Straight to stage, Lurch to the labour
Watching the kids quaver
Pulling both ways like the stars at the equator
Stay sweating laced in layers of the labels
Panting like you gave birth
Sucking on an inhaler
Pumping defibrillator
Because you’re bout to meet thy maker
[Chorus]
Last week we were doing night shifts (the lights, the lights)
Now we on this live shit, I’m wired with it (he’s lighting up)
It’s a different kind of night shift
Forming up a wide pit
Harking to the hybrid, the hybrid
(Watch out, get down)
( Voidhood (AUS) )
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