Текст: Miles Kane. Quicksand.

Ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da
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ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da
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riding on this wave of blue sequins
shhiiimmmmm-eeerrrrrrrr-iiinnnngggggg

tango foxtrot i'm in trouble
can you hear the clammer laughter and louder

(chorus)
i see you falling, gently onto the cobbles
skipping into the quicksand
not into my arms
i see i'm falling, gently onto the cobbles
skipping into the quicksand
not into your arms.

ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da
ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da
ba ba ba da ba ba ba da da da
ba ba ba da ba ba ba da

ears drop drip drip dripping down my ears

for gigs and tears
delegating gently does it
wont you delegate your hate to another
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

(chorus)
i see you falling, gently onto the cobbles
skipping into the quicksand
not into my arms
i see i'm falling, gently onto the cobbles
skipping into the quicksand
not into your arms.

(chorus)
i see you falling, gently onto the cobbles
skipping into the quicksand
not into my arms
i see i'm falling, gently onto the cobbles
skipping into the quicksand
not into your arms.
la la la la la la la la la la la laaaaaa