The Grey Market

Duration

3:41

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

i wouldn't recommend this chances are they'll terminate you up in a flash of sparks out at a moment's notice come on, come on, come on it's time for a bit of the brilliant outside, outside, outside they pull like a million tug-boats dressed in a shiny vision of the affordable future too drunk to drive the driver is on vacation for all time, for all time it's too fast, too high tonight the cyclone behind the invention the high rise, high rise, high rise it leans in anticipation this is not proper fiction it's too hard to make lies anymore, anymore there's no time anymore i have no contribution i just came for the door prize i've won once before i don't win anymore anymore, anymore i don't win anymore and i'm not losing patience i'm playing with yours piece of mind, piece of pie piece of tooth on the floor anymore, anymore we don't smile anymore