Shangri La

Oh, Angie sits in Shangri La
Dreaming of a Second-Hand City
Looking for an overdrive
For a shift of gear

Fucker's got insomnia
Depression in Suburbia
She's gonna dive
Don't you come near

So rise, you pretty brown eyes
Oh, you despise this state of mind
And you can't go running
With your legs all tied

Oh, Angie's standing tall
She's into anything from Aphex Twin
To Soft Machine and in between
She can't see you at all

Oh, Angie's aware
She knows where all things are
She plays it left hand
But never makes it far

So rise, you pretty brown eyes
Oh, you despise this state of mind
And you can't go running
With your legs all tied

So rise, you stinky fat thighs
Oh, you despise yourself, you despise
And you can't go running
With your legs all tied

Oh, you done lost your head
Oh, you done lost your head
Oh, you done lost your head
Oh, you done lost your head



Credits
Writer(s): Shachar Albo
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