All in my mouth, only I don't know how They got out of here and turned me back into the world
I was one of them, I was happy to have them with no mind in sight
And if you turn, turn back, what's next to the wind?
I jump, and I, trees and I, you dance like a king in the eye
So there's a rustle of all eyes on the dead ones
You're the slang when you notice a stripe You're getting your pride
Hope it's right when you die, bold and bold
And all the breaks that go close to the wall They push it apart, put their heads to the wall and I'm lonely
And if you turn, turn back, what's next to the wind?
I jump, and I, trees and I, you dance like a king in the eye
So there's a rustle of all eyes on the dead ones
So basically what we got here is a big crowd of people from Cardiff University from England
And they're trying to get into a bar called Alange in French
Well basically there's nothing going to happen because they have to wait for like half an hour for bloody entrance
And all people from Croatia are coming back home and we need to get something to drink
Because there's a fucking car behind you, so watch the fuck out
Have a nice next year, mate
