Tekster: Futureheads. Alms.

You wasted it, you fell asleep
It was not late, you missed the point

You wasted it, you fell asleep
It was not late, you missed the point

You wasted it, you fell asleep
It was not late, you missed the point

You thought that you could disappear
You thought it easier to be here
You thought that you could disappear
You thought it easier to be here

You wasted it, you fell asleep
It was not late, you missed the point

Don't ask me for alm, don't ask me for a-a-alms
Don't ask me to follow you anywhere, don't ask me for alms

All aboard at port B, hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry
All aboard at port B, hurry hurry hurry hurry hurry

When you get to port C you will be happy
When you get to port C you will be happy
Happy happy happy happy happy happy happy no

Don't put me in your arms, don't put me in your a-a-arms
Don't ask me to follow you anywhere, don't ask me for alms
And don't ask me for alms, don't ask me for alms
Don't ask me for alms, and don't ask me for alms