Songtext von Distant Times

Who's gonna show up To mix the bowl up And prove it's gone to rust, oh! Let's twist the vote up A fruity rollup Nutritious form of brunch, no! Feelin' down from what I said Shouldn't hide, let it fall to bed Take the ride, eat the bread Distant times for what is next We 'bout to blow up The TV told us This movement's on the run, oh! We goin' solar An easy product To keep it on the up, oh! Feelin' down from what I said Shouldn't hide, let it fall to bed Take the ride, eat the bread Distant times for what is next Feelin' down from what I said Shouldn't hide, let it fall to bed Take the ride, eat the bread Distant times for what is next Distant times for what is next Distant times (times) for what (what) is next (next)