lights come on from neighbors woken up and the flash is our cue
for the dash to the car to the back porch where we laugh and we
pass to the left and reflect on expected repetativenes the dial
didnt slip an inch from that station <... [Ver letra completa]
lights come on from neighbors woken up and the flash is our cue
for the dash to the car to the back porch where we laugh and we
pass to the left and reflect on expected repetativenes the dial
didnt slip an inch from that station
we were floating in your room to the songs of classic jazz
flowing all night long as fast as were leading our lives its
music that still makes us come out at night for good times
lighten up cause its summer and were just having fun were too
young to be outrunning and ducking the fuzz but your room was
a safer than a spacious place witht the clarinet filling the
entire thing the dial didnt slip and inch from that station
that would play the hits of our grandparents time while i
flawlessly chime in at the hit of the ride and say
im floating
statictheres nothing but static programed by popular
demandand then a light appeared directly over my head and it
illuminated as great as the idea that came it was simple we
wont listen to commercials or the same ten songs over and over
and over
im flying from your room to the sun with classic jazz still
spilling from my lungs
