Testo: Cadaverous Condition. What The Waves Were Always Saying. Tesco Girl.

oh my Tesco girl
pretty foreign you are to me
would you like to know yet more
about our fate or the ONT

how is your life?
run away with me tonight
the crops may fail but you'd always be true
(I know) a beautiful Tesco girl

are you happy now?
with all the things that I never gave to you
is it all just a come and go?
and a lost Tesco girl

farewell (my) Tesco girl
for I will never see you again
another dream brings another face
and I will never know you