around our touched souls,
owls & lambs on our t-shirts,
friday night fevers,
brains in our phones, crashing our bones,
money are in African stones
minds falling into society holes.
Gettin retro, oldschool pumpin´,
huh you tryina look cool, you fool,
let´s get this perfection, let´s get it right
no way of controlling in the affection,
can´t stand the fight, can´t stand the obvious
gives me the feeling of ridiculous
triangles and circles won´t beat youd own,
it´s time for the last crowl and howl,
come on little flower, it´s time to look behind the corner
this is not a revolution sound
so just put some flowers in your hair
so you at least feel proud.