Meaningless Words - Lawrence Arabia

Throw them out into the void

For you to party

For to keep me employed

Just for my little one who wakes me up and makes me feel older

And wants to listen to the records of her favourite dead rockstars

I lie asleep

Floating on the clover

The rents aren’t steep

Now society smoulders

And there is no one in whose eyes that we can do something wrong

So we make angels in the ashes while we’re singing the Thong Song