Music: Sandra Bjurman
Got me looking all rough
Got me losing my toughness
Break this spell let me tell ya
Every single night this lucid light
He’s a bit like James Dean
Silky hair, if this is a dream, wake me
Winter, summer, we got time
Lucid light
Yes or no, high or low
Whatever they do, we can do it better
Blinding smiles and on-point style
They can play well but we foretell
But we foretell
I’m not joining a race
I’m not in it for the chase
Go, be gone, I ma show ya
Twinkle wide and far
Lucid light
He taught me to be me
It’s the difference not the distance
Oh yes or no, high or low
Whatever they do, we can do it better
Blinding smiles and on-point style
They can play well but we foretell
Whatever they do, we can do it better
They can play well but we foretell
Yes we foretell
There’s no heaven, there’s no hell
Oh-oh oh-oh
Kill the church bell
We are silent not unwell
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh-oh oh-oh
Oh yes or no, high or low
Whatever they do, we can do it better
Blinding smiles and on-point style
They can play well but we foretell
Yes or no, high or low
Whatever they do, we can do it better
Blinding smiles and on-point style
They can play well but we foretell
They can play well but we foretell