Last Flowers
Appliances have gone berserk
I can’t look you up
Treading on people’s toes
Snot-nosed little fools
And I can’t face the evening straight
And you can’t offer me escape
Houses live and houses speak
If you take me there you’ll get relief
Believe, believe, believe, believe…
And if I don’t know ??
I just wanna talk
Please don’t interrupt
Just sit back and listen
Cause I can’t face the evening straight
And you can’t offer me escape
Houses live and houses speak
If you take me there you’ll get relief
Believe, believe, believe, believe…
It’s too much
Too bright
Too powerful
Too much
Too bright
Too powerful
Too much
Too bright
Too powerful
Too much
Songwriters: Greenwood, Colin Charles; Greenwood, Jonathan Richa; O’Brien, Edward John; Selway, Philip James; Yorke, Thomas Edward;
I almost disappeared off the planet
listening to this last night.
I’ll be more careful next time.
