Coltrane Motion - Twenty-Seven lyrics

don't clap your hands or i'll die in a plane crash don't sing along or i'll overdose i know you want me wrapped in plastic 'what a shame, got their first album, i love that song where he goes..' i'm going to fall apart in a sea of broken synthesizers i'm going to walk out while it's still playing kick drum, snare drum, kick drum, snare drum you left us on the bedroom floor with our headphones on you left ringing in our ears we saw it coming i'm sure you knew we raised you so high, you had to come down i'm going to fall apart in a sea of four-track tape hiss i'm going to walk out while it's still playing kick drum, snare drum, kick drum, snare drum, oh