Bubblemath

Its a bright, fine day, but were buried here alive against the tide
Of our magazines and TV screens electron spray
And I cant believe we ever came inside
Leave us alone! Why should we bother to be sittin pretty?
Get out of the way! Its time, now everyones hip to gettin gritty
Run from the house, roll into the garden
We wouldnt want to have to try not to fall, and we dont like bruises
And when the sweaty clothes around our ankles start to stiffen and harden
Well have another little party trying to keep our balance, and were gonna see who loses
Dancing with your pants down, down
Clutching at each other, as you fall over
Dancing with your pants down, down
Broken backs and heart attacks, surrounded by clover
Sun in our eyes! Cool breeze, the sweet smell of chlorophyll on leather
Its all that we need! One hill, and hundreds of people stuck together
Now that were down, we better get busy
You know we got a lot of ground to cover, and we gotta keep ourselves lubricated
And every time we turn around, we find each other dripping and dizzy
Just think of all the many minutes that we went and squandered all those days we waited
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