Testi:
Atmosphere Round Round

(Get Down) Round and round, upside down Living my life underneath the ground [repeated] I never had the skills that it took to sell weed I was too generous

(Get Down) Round and round, upside down Living my life underneath the ground [repeated] I never had the skills that it took to sell weed I was too generous

Built walls of porouse words Made labyrinths and steeples Which speared the atmosphere A ray of light was let in Blinded me Shattered my white knuckles

Our thick atmosphere diminishes And God knows what is there A point of exclamation marks that sky In ringing orange Like a stellar carrot Its round

he heard that and remembered it forever like a promise now here we are wearing hatred on our masks lets carry on put on yer eggs inside that basket swing it round

blaze of fire to a world of ice We folded space to a distant sun Inside the heart of M31 On a steady course to the planet Y Circling round a star in

Maje$ty] Three sixty-five out of all the round trees They'll be Japanese, Maje$ty's corruptin' record companies Nigga, jump for cheese, catch sub-zero freeze And crack once the atmosphere

we servin virgin daquiris I wanna party sober, and I get a buzz off this music Get high off the spirit, when I feel it, can't lose it Atmosphere is crazy

The atmosphere's electric as the band comes on the crowd starts dancing but then something goes wrong There's lots of pushing the air becomes tense