Indiana

Baby your good tan is gone
As it is
Seven million children born to channel in
I put my middle finger in your fantasy
Your scone is seasoned
So is she

Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
As it is
Seven million children born to channel in

God it suits you well
You're the shit
She is sunlit
Her raincoat burning on her skin
I wonder what's the reason for this stream again
A wandering mum
A wondering son

Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
As it is
Seven million children born to channel in

Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
As it is
Seven million children born to channel in

Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
Baby your good tan is gone
As it is
Seven million children born to channel in

I wanna hear 'bout
I wanna know
In this city
One by one
I wanna hear 'bout
I wanna know
In this city
One by one
I wanna hear 'bout
I wanna know
In this city
One by one
I wanna hear 'bout
I wanna know
In this city
One by one



Credits
Writer(s): Max Reinhold
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