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Lyricist: Underworld
Lyrics:
Brother, there's a little sale on a On, on a vest at Walmart 9 dollar, oh yeah 8 something, yeah Nice little vest, light
Click, click, click, click
I need sugar, I need a little water sugar I get thoughts about you, the night wants me like a little lost child Locked in a safe place, lookin' out the window The dark move fast past the window The dark on the other side of the locked door
Click, click, click, click
My thumb's on a Tetris keyring Movin' in brilliant timing You pick up the phone and I'm imaginin'
Click, click, click, click
Tiny wires in her ears Sliding through the city Tiny wires in her ears Sliding through the city
Click, click, click, click Click, click
(Expected early in the morning... Expected early in the morning...)
Rising in the morning to speak to you Beneath the feet of the city Click, you disconnect from me Click, when you come to take your century
Telephone breath between us There are no borders between us Only these wires, dust between the wires and green glass In the distance, I am your tourist
(Expected early in the morning... Expected early in the morning...) I got brilliant timing I got brilliant timing I got brilliant timing I got brilliant timing I got brilliant timing
(Yep, I've searched through this part, hanging out around the same stones I hung out right there with them ... But well I've never fished here I've caught beaucoup fish in Reverend Burton I never did catch fish Beaucoup fish in Reverend Burton I did check a tender slab ... did you ever hear of that, crazy dog?)
I want sugar I want sugar (Click, click, click) I want sugar I want, I want (Click)
I want sugar Sugar (Click) Sugar I want sugar (Click) Sugar Sugar (Click) Sugar I want sugar
Click, click, click, click
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