Rob Kirwan - Velcro lyrics

There's not a lot that you can do in this van With these fine young boys Stuck in confined spaces The pram has only so many toys You fall in love with girls in hi-viz jackets Girls in their golf carts Welly-tans and sungla**es But it's over before it starts In a field in Texas Under the welcome rain Pulled from the deepening quicksand By an angel and his chain [Chorus] I'll be your tongue You'll be my groove I'll be your positive You'll be my negative I'll be your tongue You'll be my groove I'll drive the get away And you bring the glue I'll be your velcro [x6] Now we're clacking at computers In the sickly light they throw All jonesing for wi-fi So we can steal more tv shows Watching a 6 year old on YouTube Playing drums to Billie Jean Now this is the stuff that binds us This and all those dairy creams [Chorus] We're heading home, airport screening Man has his rubber gloves on He says there's explosive residue on the strings of my guitar? Well that will be six weeks of sweat now In a pop-rock combo Why don't you come and join us? You can take all the solos? [Chorus]