Lyrics
Jonny gutar calling Gosta, Berlin
Jonny gutar calling Gosta, Berlin
Jonny gutar calling Gosta, Berlin
We're coming over for the weekend
Hide in the forest, create our own law
Jonny gutar calling Gosta, Berlin
We're coming over for the weekend
Drive through the forest of fire and cars
Cut up the novels whilst smoking cigars
Jean-Lug Godard calling Irving, Berlin
Looking for meaning from the weekend
Stuck in the traffic, luxury bags
Tracking the burning, slow down to rags
Food
Looking for food
Looking for food
We're all looking for food
Food
Looking for food
Looking for food
Things of fear
Things of fear
Things of fear
Fear
Things of fear
