I'm in that field again You're in here too I think there's tigers here They seem confused Don't take things so literally This isn't really a field More like a metaphorical representation of Who shook it once last year
How do I die? How do I die? Somebody here knows How do I die? How do I die? Somebody here's withholding Information Information From me and my father Information Information From me and my partners
So I buy a house I buy a house Fill it with animals I buy a house I buy a house Fill it with gold expenses You call me up You call me up And we go out sometimes You call me up You call me up And then you realise
That I think too much Or not enough Can't get the balance right I think too much Or not enough It keeps me up at night I order food Pomegranates Not my favourite fruit I wait in line I wait in line Wait in line Wait in line
