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The Streets

Outside Inside

 

Outside Inside

(альбом: Computers And Blues - 2011)


The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal
The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal
The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal

Wake up and smell the coffee
Wake up and smell the coffee
Wake up and smell the coffee

Stirring a word, the conversation absurd
Like the herbs have worked their patience and concurred
Wake up and smell the coffee, light up and dwell the offerings
Drink with a thinking pinch, sit with a kitchen sink
The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal
Back to the time, skip it on, it's bollocks
Roam to the oven, turn it off, it's on; skin a racket fag, I'm gone
What are we waiting for, mate? Let's wait for the place
'Cause it's all a bit late and we're all in a bit of a state
Weed makes me not want to be in new places, fight it
Stare at the same TV watching the torrent, liking it

The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal
The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal

The fossiled remains of lots of ancient ways
Are buried or lost in every of my mates brains
But I can't find it because they like blazing
Solving that problem brings priests and doctors
And poets maybe in hot overclocked brains
I'm not overshot, blotto, or off my rot place
I got there at lunchtime, I was still there at eight
Next, they were turning chairs onto the table at my place
Psychedelic cycle, get it?
Ride all wet, arrive a bit sketch, I like bedding

The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal
The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal

The fossiled remains of lots of ancient ways
Are buried or lost in every of my mates brains
But I can't find it because they like blazing
Solving that problem can be quite amazing

The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal
The world is outside but inside warm
Inside informal, outside stormy, inside normal

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