Build Us A Rocket Then... - Oceansize

Spin the wheel my kiss of fortune!

Your solitude’s a high pitched whine

Let go of the medicine or you’ll be sucking it until you die

I thought this could be my time

'Til you pulled the rug from under me

I’ve hardened in this ageless shame

Of swinging from your coattails

Now I’m back to good old ball and chain…

Wonderful!

Let the water pour!

How right you were…

With your entourage of hissing snakes

A simple matter of give and take

Now pour your mind out of the vase

Wall to wall

Winner takes all

But I wanna see the lightning strike you

Return with this sickness, turn the kick in his head

My word is he woeful in his rant

I imagine you’d like to call it soulful…

Kick through the doors you can

Suck open sores

You can build us a rocket

The least you can

The worst you can

Send us on our way…