Echo And The Bunnymen
Simple Stuff
We sat all night around a tableTrying to string three words togetherTime has comeAnd by the way, mine's a doubleBy the way, mine's a doubleLucky for someWe don't understandEverything we hearWe just pick out the simple stuffSimple stuffWe don't need all those complicationsWe're tough stuffAnd we've got no intentions
From Letras Mania