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All I see is spaceships as my feet tread the pavement
My stomach's aching
My head is full of razor blades
It's alright, it's alright
But I see these fake puppets collapse
Like a limousine crash
And their terracotta cracks
Seeping water through the gaps
And it's not alright, it's not alright
Because our eyes are always glued to the screens
I haven't seen the sun since the 90's
Fragile like the ice upon which we walk
Sixty channels and nothing on TV
And I flow with the auras and energies
Millennial dreams suffocated in greed
I don't expect nothin' for free from the powers that be
I love these palmtree days
Only five minutes late
And I've got my favourite seat on the bus
And I love these palmtree days
If this mood's maintained
Then everything we've got is enough
The speed bumps on the street
Drum a familiar beat
And I was moving to the rhythm
'Til the noise levels peaked
Now it's alright, it's alright
Because our eyes are always glued to the screens
The same old, it seems
I can feel the rays penetrating my brain
Now I'm a slave to the technologies
But if I can just adjust to the heat
Simmer down a little take a seat
I don't expect nothin' for free
This side of the sea
And I love these palmtree days
Only five minutes late
And I've got my favourite seat on the bus
And I love these palmtree days
If this mood's maintained
Then everything we've got is enough
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
I love these palm tree days
I love these palm tree days
Everything we have is enough
Everything we have is enough
I love these palmtree days
I love these palmtree days
Everything we have is enough
Everything we have is enough
And I love these palmtree days
Only five minutes late
And I've got my favourite seat on the bus
And I love these palmtree days
If this mood's maintained
Then everything we've got is enough
Oh, and I love these palmtree days
I love these palmtree days
Everything we have is enough
Everything we have is enough, ooh
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
My stomach's aching
My head is full of razor blades
It's alright, it's alright
But I see these fake puppets collapse
Like a limousine crash
And their terracotta cracks
Seeping water through the gaps
And it's not alright, it's not alright
Because our eyes are always glued to the screens
I haven't seen the sun since the 90's
Fragile like the ice upon which we walk
Sixty channels and nothing on TV
And I flow with the auras and energies
Millennial dreams suffocated in greed
I don't expect nothin' for free from the powers that be
I love these palmtree days
Only five minutes late
And I've got my favourite seat on the bus
And I love these palmtree days
If this mood's maintained
Then everything we've got is enough
The speed bumps on the street
Drum a familiar beat
And I was moving to the rhythm
'Til the noise levels peaked
Now it's alright, it's alright
Because our eyes are always glued to the screens
The same old, it seems
I can feel the rays penetrating my brain
Now I'm a slave to the technologies
But if I can just adjust to the heat
Simmer down a little take a seat
I don't expect nothin' for free
This side of the sea
And I love these palmtree days
Only five minutes late
And I've got my favourite seat on the bus
And I love these palmtree days
If this mood's maintained
Then everything we've got is enough
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
I love these palm tree days
I love these palm tree days
Everything we have is enough
Everything we have is enough
I love these palmtree days
I love these palmtree days
Everything we have is enough
Everything we have is enough
And I love these palmtree days
Only five minutes late
And I've got my favourite seat on the bus
And I love these palmtree days
If this mood's maintained
Then everything we've got is enough
Oh, and I love these palmtree days
I love these palmtree days
Everything we have is enough
Everything we have is enough, ooh
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
La-la-la-da-da
La-la-la-da-da-da
Credits
Writer(s): Robert James Milton, Murray Cameron Matravers
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