Tekster: Breeders. Iris.

Four hours in the pot, one hour out
It grows and I sleep standing up
When Iris sleeps over, what a book she'll write
Oh, last night, oh, come on, nobody wants that

Sister, sister, oh
We tried hour by hour
Hour by hour, hour by hour

Four hours to daylight, four hours and then
Pour water on me 'til I live again
When Iris sleeps over it'll be alright
All last night but come on, nobody wants that

Sister, sister, oh
We tried hour by hour
Hour by hour, hour by hour