Island, IS - Volcano Choir

Ohhh

Ohhh

Owen you're home

The sun set it on to the sky

With a long catapult

And the salt that he put to the side

And the tones he would push

And the songs he would push to the side

When it all went a f**k in the snow

That gets pushed to the side

Ohhh

Well your heart is a bush

And it's talking too with some size

Ohhh

When you already put all of the soot inside

They were already smashed

With a calm steady push to the side

All that your heart finds

On with your own wife

Sign

Up

All your relatives

Only a harbor mind

In turpentine

Ohhh ohhh

I'm the reaper bah

Calm the arrival

Tear it to the night

Ohhh hee

Heart is said you boy

Come and serve it

With an omelette

And you're on it

With the carpet

You solved it

Said you're corporate

Set your orbit

Set your coffin

Said it's often

That your old fits

Are your old tits

On your hard drive

Ohhh

Ohhh

Ohhh

Ohhh