Songtext von Seagulls

Pitched on a synchro before finding out Lost all the tarnish upon the dismount Scratched off the varnish before a recount Pushed through a promise to make the last cut and So Benign a thought now Ciao Tidings from loved ones Cho- Sen for the last one Sit right down And help yourself to everything and Now is a good problem for having one Message from relatives what have you done Last of the time now for holding it shut Passed up a shot at a chance to get out and Go Forthwith in glory now Go Forfeit your right to claim and Go Post up and guard your piece Get back boy You’re bound to get yourself a hurting