Текст: Eugene Kelly. Mary Queen Of Scots. Friendly High.

We're in now up to our ankles
Notes build up slower than sound
Everyone's trying to blow it out
Flies in my mouth make me feel so odd,
But not bad
Flies in my mouth make me feel the best
That I've had
Someone else wants it for nothing
We can all dream louder than noise
All the talk kills it for everyone
Flies in my mouth make me feel so odd,
But not bad
Flies in my mouth make me feel the best
That I've had
I've been flying higher than all this
I've been flying high now
We're in now up to our ankles
Left my socks burning at home
Can't you see all this is so much fun