Letras
They walk over you when you're lying on the street
Talk over you when you're trying to speak
They're just monkeys with their monkey tweets
I'm lost on my musical feet
The 14A into Grafton Street
A lonely boy lost on his feet
They're ghosts and they'll disappear
I'm lost on my musical feet
I lost a band in '93
All that shit means nothing to me
You find your feet and you move along
I'm lost on my musical feet
I hope you're out there Fergal McKee
I hope you've still got your musical feet
They're ghosts and they'll disappear
We're lost on our musical feet
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah
Me and Fergal in the underground
Waiting on Geoff to turn on the sound
Me and Fergal in the underground
Waiting on Geoff to turn on the sound
She's the air I breathe
Not too pure for me
She's the air I breathe
Not too pure for me
She's the air I breathe
Not too pure for me
Me and Fergal in the underground
Waiting on Geoff to turn on the sound
Waiting on Geoff to turn on the sound
Waiting on Geoff to turn on the sound