Swooner - The Zolas

Miss mythical

She’s like the Wailing Wall

I pass, pass her notes

And she goes, «Oh honey, it’s alright»

When the arrows volley down, will you stay with me?

Build a fire out of pages of magazines

Someone like you don’t come around every dynasty

A swooner, that’s what you are

Top of her class

Top of her field of futurists

All the head-hunters got her name on their lips

Yeah she’s the spine to our body of friends

That incandescent girl of Incan descent

When the arrows volley down, will you stay with me?

Build a fire out of pages of magazines

Someone like you don’t come around every dynasty

A swooner, that’s what you are

Feel my temperature rising

Like a comet colliding

Feel my temperature rising

Feel my temperature, feel my temperature

When the arrows volley down, will you stay with me?

Build a fire out of pages of magazines

Someone like you don’t come around every dynasty

A swooner, that’s what you are