Lyrics
Oooh oh ohh ooh oooh ooooh ooooh oh oooh ooh oooh
Oooh oh ooh ohhhh ooh oh ooh oooh ohh ooohhh
I knew you'd follow the orange peel sun
Down the old path of burnt bread crumbs
Turn the burner up, pass the syrige
Flour on your cheek bone, ensure the milk's been skimmed
200 Grams of peppermint extract
6 drops contrition, two parts shelack
It's a far cry from the ritz, but it's the leather glove that fits
10 impossible things before breakfast
I like condensation on champagne flutes
(Oh! sell your soul, to candy floss + rock n roll)
I want to know just enough to be dangerous
(Oh! sell your soul, to candy floss + rock n roll)
Dangerous
Oooh oh ohh oooh oh ohhh oh ooh oooh ohhh
(Oh! sell your soul, to candy floss + rock n roll)
It's a $20 problem
It's not my job to solve it but perhaps— I could be swayed
Put an offer on the table
2 parts tourmaline, 1 shot in the dark (oooh)
You don't need a patron saint
Just meet me at the stables at the park
It's a far cry from the ritz, but it's the leather glove that fits
10 impossible things before breakfast
I knew you'd follow the orange peel sun
Down the old path of burnt bread crumbs
I like condensation on champagne flutes
I want to know just enough to be dangerous
I like condensation on champagne flutes
(Oh! sell your soul, to candy floss + rock n roll)
I want to know just enough to be dangerous
(Oh! sell your soul, to candy floss + rock n roll)
Dangerous
Sell your soul to rock n roll!
OH! Sell your soul to to candy floss + rock n roll
Like a goddamn degenerate
Did you like it???
Did you sell your soul! to candy floss + rock n roll
Oh, sell your soul— to candy floss + rock n roll