Paroles
Idiot week
Let's let them blow themselves up
There's no point staring at the sun
Let's take a trip
Just until our skins burn
Gazing in the face of a monster
Slowly we drift through the town
There are answers to be found
Computers have changed
The joke from living too fast
Slow pull back for the big retreat
Slowly we drift through the town
There are answers to be found