From the recording Box & Whisper Plot
Lyrics
A blue wave crashing over
It’s raining on me
Cruel change and I’m only
A little naïve
A new day so you better
Get ready to leave
High winds blowing over
It’s blistering me
They’re all getting older
And paid to deceive
But you stay if you want to
Don’t blame it on me
Cos I say to that
There’s trouble in greed
Cos I say to that
There’s trouble indeed
Bouquets and ammonia
Float on the breeze
Bad luck pattern holders
Keep coming in threes
So you stay if you want to
Don’t blame it on me
Cos I say to that
There’s trouble in greed
Cos I say to that
There’s trouble indeed