MÜ-ÜR Coil

Ma, ma-ma
Ma-ma, what can you see?

The miraculous image of sound washed ashore
Hurts me to see

Murderous pa-pa
Chocolate ca-ca
Desolate ma-ma
You are urgent messages

Ma-ma
Open your mouth and let the gold coins fall
It's the sail of the century
It's the sail of the century

Run lady run

We can feel the rain coming
We feel like babies in the brine
We feel like babies in the brine
We feel like babies in the brine

Ma-ma
Murderous chocolate