Tekster: Liars. Other. Mr. You're On Fire Mr..

Do the twist, twist for ice cream
Come on, dance, misdirection
You can take new nicks for blue jeans
But it's three if you're dead

We are trapped, make it violent
The most bright, I'm assuming
Love the smell of your breath
(Back)
Sci-fi
Half-time
Mr., you're on fire, Mr.
(No sir, I'm okay)

By the seaside, near the seashore
That's where I got lost

We are trapped, make it violent
The most bright, I'm assuming
Love the smell of your breath
(Back)
Sci-fi
Half-time
Mr., you're on fire, Mr.
(No sir, I'm okay)