Arkells

Head on the wall And my piss hardly makes the stall And this time it's not an act This time I swear it's fact Now I ramble on About that girl who's gone And I tried teaching her guitar Now she's standing at the bar She tells me her favourite song And

Now I heard about your hometown, From my cousin who live there. And I heard about the gold found, Enough for everyone to share. And I heard about the numbers, And I heard they were high. Nobody likes to talk talk talk about it, But everyone knows why

I was floating across the dance floor I was trying to think of something to say When I went up to your girlfriends And I pulled you away You were so perfectly pretty I could love every mistake At the end of the night, yeah I asked you your name And y