Testo di Whitney Walks

He says, this is more than just a line This is more than just free time These doldrums squat in rows two by two And in his pocket He holds a catholic and a key Keeps both feet on the ground This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you He says, this is not quite time to think This water's not so bad to drink Then chokes a laugh and walks away And in his pocket He holds a catholic and a key With both feet on the ground This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you This, this is, is you, you