Something Strange
(专辑: Westway (The Glitter & The Slums) - 2016)
[Dylan:] Fist tight wishing you're wonderful Over the
hill for now, forgotten Departed sea and setting sun And I
have a
dapper friend with a
sinful love Sucked in shark fin swim the
boulevard Chilli sauce sting chicken wing and a
ghetto blast Off and away with our seat belts fastened Looking for a
girl from a
Chinese garden I'm starved of thoughts of swords and lords And women torn apart and all these snapper headed freaks In all their dynasty red carpet stores Fist tight wishing you're wonderful Yes it's strange and I'm coming 'cause I
love your way Broke up the
party so you'd drive me something strange Load me up and choke 'Cause I'm low [Remi:] Caught up in a
bad sitch' You're just acting with a
massive smile Got all of these actors who love action Like they're Brad Pitt, Fight Club Gonna come snatch her, to go rack some Off that casper white stuff (That's not the
vibe love not how you find love) Coked up on that bad trip, to mount rat-shit And its taxing right? Normally you're active, you got passion But you're passive, right now Cause of the
antics, you're wrapped in With these practiced guys, but (That's not the
vibe love not how you find love) Let's go let's dash quick, and then pack piff Before we catch a
flight To tour the
axis of the
atlas, in the
blackness of night Wake up on a
mattress, with mad spliff and acid Kilpatrick oysters and snappers Now dancing up on your catfish Drink the
wine and go intergalactic Call NASA, in the
atmosphere Get lost in the
magic, like Shaq did In that classic era Never come back to, this dull chapter Don't have no fear That's a
vibe, that's a
vibe, that's vibe Yes it's strange and I'm coming 'cause I
love your way Broke up the
party so you'd drive me something strange Load me up and choke 'Cause I'm low Strange yes I'm coming but I
lost my way Woke up beside you And I
turn the
other way Load me and choke 'Cause I'm low (That's a
vibe, that's a
vibe, that's vibe) It's the
perfect day to throw it all away [x7] Low, Low, Low, Low