Mazda
Our boy is finally coming home
The city of lights gets your foot in the door
4:42 p.m., we stood, the asphalt
Staring up as an eight tonne Jesus rode through a greying Mazda
Got me thinking of Naza's big work by crushing tins for the recycling
With a bone that shook the deck
Flat cans jingle into the yellow topped wheelie-bin
Police stood around in raincoats
So fine, it's almost mist
The defogging is fucked
And we're all getting old
That was plain as the barely rain
As the barely rain
The city of lights gets your foot in the door
4:42 p.m., we stood, the asphalt
Staring up as an eight tonne Jesus rode through a greying Mazda
Got me thinking of Naza's big work by crushing tins for the recycling
With a bone that shook the deck
Flat cans jingle into the yellow topped wheelie-bin
Police stood around in raincoats
So fine, it's almost mist
The defogging is fucked
And we're all getting old
That was plain as the barely rain
As the barely rain
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Writer(s): Nicholas Allbrook
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