Crawling backwards on my hands
I think of something I can't understand
The wheel's turnin another day
You're in the oven burnin away
I'd like to know if I'll end up or not
Either way my stomach will rot
Field left and loosely lay
I hope I end up far away
Peelin back the skin on my hand
To see what I can't understand
The hydromatic statics say
I know you'll end up far away
Crawling backwards on my hands
I think of something I can't understand
The wheel's turnin another day
You're in the oven burnin away
I'd like to know if I'll end up or not
Either way my stomach will rot
Field left and loosely lay
I hope I end up far away
The London band's new album is a vibrant postcard from southern Italy, boosted by brass, strings, and pizzica percussion from local players. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2024