We steal away, hands up, hands on our heels
We stitch our wounds, clap hands, merry go round
Raid the hot house, raid the hot house, clap hands, shoot from the hip
Hitch your skirt up, hitch your skirt up, draw heat, go up in flames
Let the hot air least you up and then the night up lays you down
We wear our smiles, hands up, like it’s a mask
We tear apart, clap hands, shot in the dark
Tinker with me, tinker with me, clap hands, bottle it up
The party’s in full swing and then the swingers pierce your heart
Hands up, clap hands, clap hands, draw heat
Hands up, clap hands, clap hands, draw heat
Let the hot air heist you up and like a balloon go to sleep.
credits
from Monsieur Michel,
released June 17, 2016
Lyrics: Pablo Sala
Music: Monsieur Michel
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