Текст песни The Blades

We spin We dive The blades Can change your mind We spin We dive The blades Keep you safe tonight And, oh, your broken bones Joyriding in the sky And, oh, you poor, poor thing You glowing people are still awake And, oh, oh, your broken bones And, oh, you're just telling lies And, oh, oh, you poor, poor thing And, oh, you're just telling lies again Oh, we spin And, oh, we dive And, oh, we keep you safe Never mind that noise outside Oh, we spin And, oh, we dive And, oh, we keep you safe Nevеr mind that noise outside All those camеras from up high They make you all look grey Joyriding in the sky The blades will make you pay Thousand people down below They're bending in the wind With their arms stretched open wide They're just blades of grass, old enough to be trimmed Thousand people down below They're bending in the wind With their arms stretched open wide They're just blades of grass, old enough to be trimmed Thousand people down below They're bending in the wind With their arms stretched open wide They're just blades of grass, old enough to be trimmed They're bending in the wind They're bending in the wind And they're bending in the wind And they're begging to be trimmed Back to bed Another man's hand on the joystick instead of mine He spins, he dives Oh, what's the noise outside? Panes of glass and action men Playing God for a job I spin, I dive, I whirl around I sleep, trying, at least Won't they stop, come back down? It's ever so expensive to run that around The city burns The blades turn All those cameras from the sky They make you grey, you've lost your mind Through thick black smoke, pissing in the street Avoiding all the people that you'd wish to meet, some day Some, oh, some day