We built our houses on the coast,
Drove our roads to the bush,
Built our houses in the bush,
Drove our roads to the mountains.
When the sea stands up
And the bush starts to burn
And the mountains fall down-
Don't you ever get tired of growing?
Don't you ever get tired?
Everything is out of control.
Everything is out of control.
I swore we'd never grow old,
But wouldn't you know.
I built my body in the dark,
Built a fear in my body,
Drove my fear round to yours
To sink some Bowler's Run.
Whose big idea was it
To dream up such a violent place?
We all grow.
We all grow.
We all break down.
Everything is out of control.
It's all out of control.
I swore we'd never grow old.
I swore we'd never grow old.
But I-
Oh I-
Oh I-
Oh I-
Don't know where to begin.
I don't know where to begin.
I don't know where-
'cause-
Everything is out of control.
I swore we'd never grow old,
But wouldn't you know.
A friend of mine put me in touch with this dude a million years ago and he was the friendliest, most helpful guy in the world. And this EP is a jam. Leonardo's Robot
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