Big Fresh - Kashmir

I pick you up on monday morning

In the street

And all you have to do is fall

Into the seat

Now the time has come for us

Time for us to go

Turn ourselves over to the unseen

The map will snore

In it’s glove compartment

As we pass

And we don’t stop until the last ends

Except for gas

Now the time has come for us

Time for us to go

Turn ourselves over to the unseen

Big fresh

Big fresh

Where’s your lively

Big fresh

Big fresh

Where’s your smiley