Wolfgang Press
Going South

Peace and love, a phoney kind of blubber

My instincts tell me to crash

You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them

I somehow think this won't last

So I'm moving south

To the great unknown

Yeah I'm moving south

Where the head unloads

You've got a reason some funky little demons

Telling me that life is a gas

You're a deconstruction a euphemism nothing

Motown gives it a blast

So I'm moving south

To the great unknown

Yeah I'm going south

Where the head unloads

Called my brother, he said, "I need a lawyer"

And my life is sinking at best

Called my brother, he said, "I've just become

A moaner who lives in the past"

You've got a vision some funky little sms

Telling me that life is a gas

Your misconception is a pitiful expression

It's something, I'll never possess

So I'm moving south

To the great unknown

Yeah I'm moving south

Where the head unloads

Peace and love, a phoney kind of blubber

My instincts tell me to crash

You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them

I somehow think this won't last

So I'm moving south

To the great unknown

Yeah I'm moving south

Where the head unloads


Mirror lyrics:

Where the head unloads

Yeah I'm moving south

To the great unknown

So I'm moving south

I somehow think this won't last

You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them

My instincts tell me to crash

Peace and love, a phoney kind of blubber

Where the head unloads

Yeah I'm moving south

To the great unknown

So I'm moving south

It's something, I'll never possess

Your misconception is a pitiful expression

Telling me that life is a gas

You've got a vision some funky little sms

A moaner who lives in the past"

Called my brother, he said, "I've just become

And my life is sinking at best

Called my brother, he said, "I need a lawyer"

Where the head unloads

Yeah I'm going south

To the great unknown

So I'm moving south

Motown gives it a blast

You're a deconstruction a euphemism nothing

Telling me that life is a gas

You've got a reason some funky little demons

Where the head unloads

Yeah I'm moving south

To the great unknown

So I'm moving south

I somehow think this won't last

You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them

My instincts tell me to crash

Peace and love, a phoney kind of blubber


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