alt-J - 3WW (Lomepal Version; feat. Lomepal)

3WW

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[Verse 1: Gus Unger-Hamilton]
There was a wayward lad
Stepped out one morning
The ground to be his bed
The sky his awning.

[Verse 2: Joe Newman]
Neon, neon, neon
A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field.
Can't surround so you lean on, lean on
So much your heart's become fond of this.

[Chorus: Joe Newman + Gus Unger-Hamilton]
Oh, these three worn words
Oh, that we whisper,
Like the rubbing hands
Of tourists in Verona.
I just want to love you in my own language.

[Verse 3: Joe Newman]
Well, that smell of sex
Good like burning wood.
The wayward lad lay claim
To two thirsty girls from Hornsea
Who left a note when dawn came.

[Bridge: Ellie Rowsell]
Girls from the pool say "Hi" (hi)...
The road erodes at five feet per year
Along England's east coastline.
Was this your first time?
Love is just a button we pressed
Last night by the campfire.

[Chorus: Joe Newman + Ellie Rowsell]
Oh, these three worn words
Oh, that we whisper,
Like the rubbing hands
Of tourists in Verona.
I just want to love you in my own language.

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