
Nothing Cures Melancholy Like Looking at Maps Bears in Trees
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[Verse]
I put the pedal to the metal and I
Carry myself home again
And again, and again, and again, and again
With every repetition comes a new addition to my
Twenty-first-century map of proto-human history
That's where the kids threw the brick through our window
And that's the railway line that we used to climb
[Chorus]
On consecutive Fridays (consecutive Fridays)
Free of consequence by the Purley Way
Just sunken friends on a drunken rooftop
Praying the police won't call on us
[Verse]
I was a natural blonde for three whole years
Hydrogen peroxidе stained all I touched
All I touched
All I touchеd
All I touched
All I touched
Turned to gold while my brain turned off
[Chorus]
On consecutive Fridays (consecutive Fridays)
Free of consequence by the Purley Way
Just sunken friends on a drunken rooftop
Praying the police won't call on us
On consecutive Fridays (consecutive Fridays)
Free of consequence by the Purley Way
Just sunken friends on a drunken rooftop
Praying the police won't call on us
I put the pedal to the metal and I
Carry myself home again
And again, and again, and again, and again
With every repetition comes a new addition to my
Twenty-first-century map of proto-human history
That's where the kids threw the brick through our window
And that's the railway line that we used to climb
[Chorus]
On consecutive Fridays (consecutive Fridays)
Free of consequence by the Purley Way
Just sunken friends on a drunken rooftop
Praying the police won't call on us
[Verse]
I was a natural blonde for three whole years
Hydrogen peroxidе stained all I touched
All I touched
All I touchеd
All I touched
All I touched
Turned to gold while my brain turned off
[Chorus]
On consecutive Fridays (consecutive Fridays)
Free of consequence by the Purley Way
Just sunken friends on a drunken rooftop
Praying the police won't call on us
On consecutive Fridays (consecutive Fridays)
Free of consequence by the Purley Way
Just sunken friends on a drunken rooftop
Praying the police won't call on us
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