Songtexte:
The Flaming Lips Slow Motion

year to make a day And I'm feeling like a float in a Macy's Day parade, Or like a boat, out on the ocean I'm drifting round in slow motion, Motion, motion

year to make a day And I'm feeling like a float in a Macy's Day parade, Or like a boat, out on the ocean I'm drifting round in slow motion, Motion, motion

air is visceral around us Turning in its simple steps on slow currents And I watch as it pirouettes and spins in slow motion A long drag becomes a slow