who's tilting the roof
World's melting under my feet
Cause all I see are liquid colours
And patterns pouring over on me
All I wanna know is tiltin' the room,
world's meltin' under my feet
Cause all I see are liquid colours,
and patterns pourin' over me
We're at the centre of the universe,
draggin' our feet
In our own time zone,
mumble words of release
When the breeze slide the leaves
right over the streets, I smell pork
Boy got shit by police, pigs two by two
Like they're boardin' an ark,
street rats and stilettos
in their palms of hearts
Short skirts advertise the menu tonight
for something guys but me
I'm getting lucky alright
Her face is all blurry
trying to put it in focus
It's the third attempt
but I'm doing this hopeless
She's got my hand trying
to take the lead
She's like Bambi on ice
the way she moves in the big woods
All out of time like
she's dancing to Jungle
Spilling out words
where the words are fumble
Fumble
I ain't supposed to feel like this
Cause I can't feel my face
I've been cursed by a witch
I see red Blue Grey Gold
Melting patterns, seams, slow,
purple, orange, silver, pink
If someone spiked my drink,
red, blue, green, gold
Melting patterns, seams, slow,
purple, orange, silver, pink
If someone poisoned my drink
Melting patterns, melting patterns,
melting patterns
All that I see is Norton Patton's
Norton Patton's
Norton Patton's
All that I see is Norton Patton's
Norton Patton's
Norton Patton's
All that I see are Norton Patton's
Norton Patton's
Norton Patton's
All that I see is
You're the I've been
waiting for
You're the one I've waiting for