Schiphol Test
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Moving on
Moving on
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
For someone
The rhythm of kicking
The rhythm of kicking
Got to get away
Moving on
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Quick, slow
Lose time
Unbuttoning
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Quick, slow
Lose time
Unbuttoning
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Whose words are these
Written on walls?
Whose time is comin'?
Who fans the flames?
Who names the names?
Who points the finger?
The age of diplomacy
The temple of time
The sleepin' band
Of doorways cries
And the charm of a crime
That wouldn't do it anymore
Is appearing
Tell me
I'm not crazy
Tell me
I'm not crazy
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Moving on
Moving on
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
For someone
The rhythm of kicking
The rhythm of kicking
Got to get away
Moving on
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Quick, slow
Lose time
Unbuttoning
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Quick, slow
Lose time
Unbuttoning
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Moving on
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Moving on
Connected to the soul
Push, push, push, push
Push, push, push, push
Warm, warm, warm, warm
Whose words are these
Written on walls?
Whose time is comin'?
Who fans the flames?
Who names the names?
Who points the finger?
The age of diplomacy
The temple of time
The sleepin' band
Of doorways cries
And the charm of a crime
That wouldn't do it anymore
Is appearing
Tell me
I'm not crazy
Tell me
I'm not crazy
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
Credits
Writer(s): Richard David Smith, Karl Hyde
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