Slumber filter on the clouds
Sand storm on the bell
Swirl of wind smashed in
Red bricks of proletarian nests
Against of grainy smoke of chimneys
From the waves of Thames
Evolves and grows
Resuscitates from abyss of madness
Take me with you
Show me above
Is it quite up there?
Emirates makes you deaf
Italian tiles for kitchens where
Only the microwave will cook
Or bathrooms where you
Will pout for your
Bunch of followers
Cheap computers
Stolen phones
Unlocked identities
For hidden lives
Where sugary coffee is already inside
Take me with you
Show me above
Is it quite up there?
Emirates makes you deaf
Take me with you
Show me above
Is it quite up there?
Emirates makes you deaf
You always run, always run where you go
But when you, rest if you rest, do you die?
Yeah you can hit me, and pierce me, not hurt me
Wish everything was like that
You always run, always run where you go
But when you, rest if you rest, do you die?
Yeah you can hit me, and pierce me, not hurt me
Wish everything was like that
Take me with you
Show me above
Is it quite up there?
Emirates makes you deaf
Take me with you
Show me above
Is it quite up there?
Emirates makes you deaf