3WW-Alt-J

[ti:3WW] [ar:Alt-J] [al:3WW] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.13]3WW - Alt-J (∆) [00:01.39] [01:39.43]There was a wayward lad [01:43.14] [01:45.39]Stepped out one morning [01:48.19] [01:54.80]The ground to be his bed [01:58.75] [02:00.85]The sky his awning [02:04.27] [02:09.55]Neon neon neon [02:13.30] [02:15.70]A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field [02:19.62] [02:25.06]Can't surround so you lean on lean on [02:28.99] [02:30.76]So much your heart's become fond of this [02:34.97] [02:38.86]Oh these three worn words [02:40.93] [02:41.54]Oh let me whisper like the rubbing hands [02:47.47] [02:48.42]Of tourists in Verona [02:51.26] [02:52.18]I just want to love you in my own language [02:56.78] [03:11.39]Well that smell of sex [03:13.37]Good like burning wood [03:15.30] [03:17.34]The wayward lad laid claim [03:20.12] [03:23.68]To two thirsty girls from Hornsea [03:27.28] [03:29.70]Who left a note when dawn came [03:32.77] [03:35.20]Girls from the pool say hi hi [03:37.45] [03:41.23]The road erodes at five feet per year [03:44.76]Along England's east coastline [03:47.34]Was this your first time [03:49.59] [03:53.67]Love is just a button we pressed [03:57.07]Last night by the campfire [03:59.78]Oh these three worn words [04:01.91] [04:02.49]Oh that we whisper like the rubbing hands [04:08.30] [04:09.56]Of tourists in Verona [04:12.53] [04:14.39]I just want to love you in my own language