Bathtubs - Royal Canoe

Hot little rhymes shot off the wall

Spitting on the ground, hoping for more than just a vibration

We’ve had our time, yeah we’ve seen it all

That’s all just a lie 'cause there’s still a degree of celebration

Flavours of the mind flow sweetly but sour

Softened by the touch of the fingers that rub up-up-up-upon it

And all that remains is the feeling in your chest

It’s a phantom in the room and you can’t get a grip unless you grab it

The bathtubs in the hallway are here to stay

The bathtubs in the hallway are here to stay

One for every bedroom where the tenants used to bathe

The bathtubs in the hallway are in the way

I dreamt

I dreamt we

I dreamt we gave into the pulse

I dreamt we gave into the pulse, my pulse, your pulse, pulse, pulse

The bathtubs in the hallway are here to stay

The bathtubs in the hallway are in the way

A dusty organ keeps them company

A dusty organ keeps them company

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven missing keys

Our dusty organs keep us company

Holed up with the rookies who turn it up

Hallelujah, it’s gonna get much brighter