Альбом These New Puritans

..ce I will say this twice

What's your favourite number?
What does it mean? (x4)

Number one is the individual
Number two: duality
Number three, numerology is all shit
Number four is the number that will run to this music

What's your favourite number?
What does it mean? (x4)

Numbers (x8)

Every number has a meaning (x9)

What's your favourite number?
What does it mean? (x4)

Number six is the sword on your neck
Number seven: surreality
Number nine this is where the cycle ends
Number ten, here we start again

What's your favourite number?
What does it mean? (x4)

Numbers (x8)

Every number has a meaning (x12)

If not now then when? If not now then when?
Us with the numbers in the back of our eyelids

The colours that you don't see
The colours that you don't see
The colours that you don't see
The colours that you don't see....see... see is gold!

Gold! Gold! Gold!

If not now then when? If not now then when?
You with the numbers in the back of your eyelids

The colours that you don't see
The colours that you don't see
The colours that you don't see
The colours that you don't see....see... see is gold!

Gold! Gold! Gold!

The colours that you don't see, the colours that you don't
And the numbers that you're trying to identify with answers to
The mirror which is made up of colours

Draw swords of truth in the back of the car
Cue my attack, you know I will say
Strike me down, I am an island, a mountain, a river
And as I always sing
You know I'll be thinking this music's symbolic
This music is weightless and when I sing, so am I
You'll be slashing at the air, describing nothing

Who wrote all the numbers in your body?
Who wrote all of the numbers in your body?
the numbers in your body
I am in the rain, I am in the rain
I am in the- sixteen seconds!

I'm writing on airwaves, I'm writing on the air
I'm writing on your memory, I'm writing on the microphone
The swords of truth, the back of the car
Due my attack but you know I always sing
Strike me down, strike me down
Strike me down, strike me down
Cos I am an island, a mountain, a river
And as I see that, you know I am thinking
This music's symbolic, this music is weightless

Who wrote all the numbers in your body?
Who wrote all of the numbers in your body?
I am in the air, I am in the reign
I am in the- sixteen seconds!

Swords of truth in the back of the car
Cue my attack but to you I will say
Strike me down, strike me down
Strike me down, strike me down, strike me down!
I am an island, a mountain, a river...

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Where did you see it?
Where did you find it?
Well if I knew that.
Then I would write it.
Where did you last see it?
I'm in the rain.
Well if I knew that.
Well if I knew that.
Then I would find it.

En Papier, En Papier...
En Papier, En Papier...

I know you're eating it, God I know you've eaten it.
I know you're eating it, God I know you've eaten it.
I know you're eating it.
I know you're eating it.
I know you're eating it.
I know...

She's into numerology.
She's into astrology.
She's into stenography.
She's into astronomy
She's into phenomenology.
She's into numerology.
She's into....

En Papier, En Papier...
En Papier, En Papier...

I know you're eating it, God I know you've eaten it.
I know you're eating it, God I know you've eaten it.
I know you're eating it.
I know you're eating it.

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Elvis, I wasn't talkin' 'bout that king
I wasn't talkin' 'bout that king
I wasn't talkin' 'bout that king or hairdos
Elvis, I wasn't talkin' 'bout that king
I wasn't talkin' 'bout that king
I wasn't talkin' 'bout that king it's confusing now

We're being watched by experts
We're being watched by experts
We're being watched by experts we're being,
I try to blurt it out but I can't find the words
I can't find the words
I can't find the words

We're all waiting or forever made
We're all waiting or forever made
And if there is a god
Then he'll take me up

Now we're being watched by experts
We're being watched by experts
And what will happen next we are the clues
Now I'm gonna tell you my secrets
I'm gonna tell you my secrets
I'm gonna tell you my secrets I'm gon'
I try to blurt it out but I can't find the words
I can't find the words
I can't find the words
I try to blurt it out but I can't find the words
I can't find the words
I can't find the words

We're all waiting or forever made
We're all waiting or forever made
And if there is a god
Then he'll take me up

0800 (Oh eight hundred) (x8)

Four of your pounds! Four of your pounds! Cha cha-cha cha!
Four of your pounds!
Cha cha-cha cha! You gotta roll up

Four of your pounds! Four of your pounds! Four of your pounds!
Four four four four four
We got four of your pounds, for four of your pounds,
four four four four four four four

Four of your pounds, you get 0%, four of your pounds,
if you could try and stay silent

My photo's didn't attract the right attention
Because they don't go for interesting
You were fucked off when the cars were late
So you'll have bad dreams along these lines
On the suburbs of Milton Keynes
In cohilition this is Michael Barrymore
Masturbating, alive
And I'm right off my face
Out of it and loopy
Out of the loop
Far out of you
Far out of happiness
I've always like the idea
I've always liked the idea of synchronicity
I have a side that's cinematic, see
An 18 year old writes
And the islander is always unfound
I want a girl who will wrestle me
And let me win
Who I can talk to about anything
About anything

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