Lyrics:

You're not using a designated driver
To show you around
The folders are a bit too ordered
The sailors seem a bit too bored
Mountain tops seem nice from a distance
Close, rough and not so smooth
So these streets have been walked upon for centuries
I'm sensing owls, aren't you? Aren't you?

You're not using a designated driver
To show you around
The folders are a bit too ordered
The sailors seem a bit too bored
Mountain tops seem nice from a distance
Close, rough and not so smooth
So these streets have been walked upon for centuries
I'm sensing owls, aren't you? Aren't you?
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are
Come on, come out from where ever you are