Overising

20 years

Hey, hey some missionary
Boil at one hundred degrees
No one before has ever known what you're after
But who wants to know?

Standing here, I've know you obviously strip me
Your funky hands onto my place
Nobody cares as long as you can remember
But he's the only one who got you down
Ease yourself down on me

Over rising, washing me down again
Over rising, washing me down, and now you're dragging me out, did-did you?

Standing here, I've know you obviously strip me
Of all the possessions I own
Forsaken, I know you got a bad time coming
But who wants to know
Ease yourself down on me

Over rising, washing me down again
Over rising, washing me down and now you're dragging me out

Over rising, washing me down again
Over rising, washing me down and now you're dragging me out
Over rising, washing me down again
Over rising, washing me down and now you're dragging me out

The nice people inside
But you know
We're working on it
This next one, ah gonna dedicated
The next one to Rob Collins is called "Way Up There"



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Victor Blunt, Timothy Allan Burgess, Robert James Collins, Jonathan Thomas Brookes, Jon (gb 2) Baker
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