Fun's like the snow It's beautiful, but temporary Come enjoy the show of your life And dance the night inside out Well I've been floating down stream All day and all night Palestinian convicts crashing inside I wish it wasn't so but it is Now let's make some sense of this My skin is paste and my hair is oil Feeling like a long day home Well I just wanna touch Some familiar soil Feeling like a long day home Where I don't need my brain on Nights filled with music Drink, smoke and money Days filled with greasy breakfasts And cuddles with my honey Why would you go out into the night When you were so unprepared Well you try and make everyone happy You will make someone sad I'm a man, man animal And I just wanna crawl into my natural habitat I wish it wasn't so but it is Now let's make some sense of this My skin is paste and my hair is oil Feeling like a long day home Well I just wanna touch Some familiar soil Feeling like a long day home Where I don't need my brain on I'm at home, a minha casa Mein zuhause, ma maison I'm at home, I'm at home! Tenho estado a gritar mas Vou-me acalmar em casa My skin is paste and my hair is oil Feeling like a long day home Well I just wanna touch Some familiar soil Feeling like a long day home Where I don't need my brain on

Well it's time to decide Which way you want to go Surprise, surprise You never really know Well you've planted your seeds But will they all grow In a couple of years, It would be nice to have something to show 'Cause I need a human size battery charger Well I need to need less things 'Cause it's always so easy to make things hard Don't play the last of your Joker cards Well you don't like to drink But you like its effect You never know what the night may bring Into your bed 'Cause I need a human size battery charger Well I need to need less things 'Cause it's always so easy to make things hard Don't play the last of your Joker cards Que fácil es, que fácil es complicarse Que fácil es, que fácil es complicarse Que digo yo, que fácil es complicarse

There's a fire in the hallway to your room You get burnt but you'll be in comfort soon Get inspired by the gloom, same old chords bouncing around The corners of your room, of your room Always waiting for the summertime Crashing through winter with jazz, cigarettes and wine When spring comes we're all in bloom Skies are clear, were howling at the moon Now you dance to Tuareg songs, You haven't danced in so long Now there's a spring in your step Now there's a song in your head Always waiting for the summertime Crashing through winter with jazz, cigarettes and wine When spring comes we're all in bloom Skies are clear, were howling at the moon Always waiting for the summertime Always waiting for the summertime Well you can keep on waiting Always waiting for the summertime Well you can keep on waiting

Well you fill your days with a long schedule Come time to breathe, you don't even know how Kids in white T-shirts giving free hugs In the name of Jesus, the gypsy boy shrugs Sometimes I feel so lonely With all this love all around me Singing is human but the birds do it too And there's nothing better than waking to the Red Robin's tune Well the wind blows softly but the waves crash so strong And it rattles your wind pipes and your voice sings its song Sometime I feel so lonely With all this love all around me Well you know the feeling when it quenches your thirst But it's not liquid you're after, it's the air in your lungs The air is the victim of our need to express All these feelings inside us that we must get off our chest Sometime I feel so lonely With all this love all around me

The first time I saw Johnny, He was wrapped around a sign post trying to cross the road He wore a bright pink T-shirt without a care for his hair, White dreadlocks on down to his toes Almost collapsing in the wind with alarms ringing He made the other side in due time And once he crossed the road you could see in his eyes, He had lost his mind a few too many times He feels the love and he feels the hate Both of these are here to stay As long as he finds that healthy balance between the two He will keep on pushing on through His name is Johnny, he hasn't got many friends He's old enough to be my grandad but he acts like he's my son With the sun shining outside, he's in a room with the light on And the curtains closed With a high pitch skinny voice, both strange and inviting He recites his own prose He spoke of African night skies and the silhouettes Of elephants, stars and monkeys And after every verse he would look around to see the pictures Painted by his words And I feel his love and I feel his hate Both of these are here to stay As long as we find that healthy balance between the two Which really isn't that easy to do You will see that we will keep on pushing on through His name is Johnny, he hasn't got many friends He's old enough to be my grandad but he acts like he's my son My son, my son, my son... Deja de mirar, deja de mirarte, Y aunque creas, que no vale, ¿Quien te ha visto? ¿Quien te ha visto y quien te ve? En esta vida tan jodida no dejes de vivir

I feel like a son, I feel like a dad I feel like that friend that I've never had I feel like so many things, not one of them me Where do I come from, where should I go? If I keep on moving well then I'll never know And now we're running to where we can't see In this day and age in which we live There's so much to take but not so much to give The big fish are getting bigger, now they've released the trigger of You're a giraffe, I'm a tree You're so tall and I'm so small that you can't get to me And now we're running to where we can't see Are we galloping like stallions or are we bumping around like donkeys? Oh won't you bring the 70's back, where things weren't perfect But surely they where on the right track Oh music and hair, pretty much everywhere Let's all produce landscape paintings in the middle of a busy highway, I dream of ginger and green, in the middle of these grey days And now we're running to where we can't see Are we galloping like stallions or are we bumping around like donkeys? Well I don't know, I got to know, I need to know 'Cause that run is what will make me 'Cause we're not here for a long time We're not here for a long time We're not here for a long time We're not here for a long time We're not here for a long time One interesting thing to see is if the stallion loses out to the donkey 'Cause if you're bumping around slowly, There's less probability of crashing when you can't see Or you can crash quickly,I guess the trick is to be a mule! Then you'll be cool 'Cause we're all running to where we can't see Are we galloping like stallions or are we bumping around like donkeys?