Your Advice - Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

What you feel?

Do you feel happier?

It was very nice

You ain’t even gon' remember

Your advice, ignore the new world

But it’s easy for anyone to say

Loud as I wondered, in a new kind of torture

When the fight isn’t bound, it just owes you a time

To awake it

I miss the comfort of your chains

And I miss the comfort of NSA

And now the?

it catches

As you set it in words

The morning bass is gold

The endless week-end

The endless week-end

But I’m doing alright

Waking up so fucking slowly

I miss the comfort of your chains

And I miss the comfort of NSA

And I miss the comfort of your advice

Ignore the new world

But it’s easy for anyone to say