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Drowning Men Lyrics
Even though the lights have changed, I'm caught in an endless loop;
Driving for ten hours now, and ending up in the same place.
Can you hear the rumble underground? Can you hear the beat?
Someone pacing round and round, in circles on the 4-0 bus.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
See you at the Surrey Roundabout, standing in the street,
Early in the morning; still awake, but barely on your feet.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
We've spent our time trying to mend
We're going to let ourselves get drug down.
I know we're waiting
I know we're striving
I know we're aching
I know, ooh.
I know we're waiting.
I know we're striving.
I know we're trapped here,
And we're, ooh...
I know we're waiting
I know we're striving
I know we're aching
I know, ooh.
Driving for ten hours now, and ending up in the same place.
Can you hear the rumble underground? Can you hear the beat?
Someone pacing round and round, in circles on the 4-0 bus.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
Early in the morning; still awake, but barely on your feet.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
But we can still afford to not make sense at all.
We're going to let ourselves get drug down.
I know we're striving
I know we're aching
I know, ooh.
I know we're waiting.
I know we're striving.
I know we're trapped here,
And we're, ooh...
I know we're waiting
I know we're striving
I know we're aching
I know, ooh.
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correct lyrics from fanfarlo.com:
Even though the lights have changed I’m caught up in an endless loop Driving for ten hours and then ending up in the same place! Can you hear a rumble under ground? can you hear the beat? Someone pacing round and round in circles on the floor above
But we can still afford to not make sense at all
I see you wearing surgery rubber gloves, standing in the street Early in the morning, still awake but barely on your feet
We can still afford to not make sense at all We spend our time with drowning men We’re going to let ourselves get dragged down
And now we’re waiting And now we’re stranded And now we’re aching And now we’re all waiting…
Even though the lights have changed I’m caught up in an endless loop We spend our time with drowning men We’re going to let ourselves get dragged down