Its nothing serious, just a simple case of bottles, I left behind
Its nothing serious, just a wooden case of bottles, I left behind
Itll go away someday, well alright
Itll go away somehow, come on do your thing
Its nothing dangerous, just a solid block of concrete, I left behind
Its nothing dangerous, just a solid block of action, I left behind
Itll go away someday, well alright
Itll go away somehow, come on do your thing
Peace on earth, God in heaven, peace on earth
Living in heat, memory melting in pools of dirt
The genetic plaything is eating what I left behind
Itll go away someday
Walking in the streets of pnom penh, giving me dangerous feelings and then
Seeing those bottles in motion again, cruising in cocktails
Peace on earth, God in heaven, peace on earth