Текст песни Hatfield and the North - Bossa Nochance
A bed in the sky would make me higher up
Than sleeping under this bush
If I had a magic broom, I'd rev it up
And out in space I would whoosh
I'd ask you to be with me there too
Do anything you would like to do...
I like singing spaces not bricks
Intervals and all the holes in between
I like making big mistakes –
Knickerless girls being understood but not seen
But I've got a nasty cold today... (sniff)
I've run out of words to say "arbitrary"
(Arbitrary)
