Fair To Midland - Timbuktu - Sözleri

Pack up with what's worthy

Lock it up in the car

Don't be surprised if i drive too far

Speak now and we're followed while the weakest react

The nose on the siren is right on our tracks

A pair of tripods eyes through streets of mercury

Not as common as leisure days

Not as modern as much too late

I sailed through the catapults between april and may

He quoted his price & that's what he'll pay

He spread thick like a heathen

The clouds buried the chalk

While the sut on our throat

Till our engine stops

Pearls & oysters every each turn

Grow the lilac near the grubworm

Push the button closest to him

Give me glue so i can stick to plan

Push the button closest to him

But instead

Sail the desert










		
			



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