Sit down, Turn around, Shi shift, when you're tongue-tied
Oh so tongue-tied
But the Moon is up, don't care what I see
It's the situation, saturation
Im'a saturated, to the locals.
Thought about it, for a long time, took a hurricane, to make up my mind
Then I got it all
"It's a foolish game, aint no reason for, a sharp little concept, a fabrication."
I need it anyway, cause it's the shape of things to come.
Artist: South
Artist: Atmosphere
Artist: Myra Melford
Artist: Nylons