Letra de Polka

[Verse 1]
Brother, hold your head this way
And bustle to the front of the line
'Cause if they catch your eyes before you get inside
Well, you'll never be allowed
People got a name for us
'Cause we escape the strain of the days
Oh, we stretch in the side and bend in the middle
But we never, ever break
[Chorus]
But if you're feelin' that way now
Or if you ever feel so inclined
Skip past the doors of boring forty-somethings and rise
Oh, and if you wanna lose your frown
Or your name or even your face
Lick up a dream that seemingly sings with whistling neon breath
[Verse 2]
Come and have a drink with us
A little wine or a nice champagne
Oh, thanks, sounds nice and I will decline
But at night, things seem to change
People got a name for us
'Cause we escape the strain of the days
'Cause we stretch in the sides and bend in them eyes
But we'll never ever change
[Chorus]
And if you're feelin' that way now
Or if you ever feel so inclined
Well, kick in the shins of all the fucking whingers and rise
Yeah, and if you wanna lose your frown
Or your name or even your face
Lick up a dream that seemingly sings with whistling neon breath
[Verse 3]
Sid was at the gates of dawn
And Jimmy said, "Ride the snake"
So we bent our spoons and howled at the moon
To find what science replaced
And it turns out it ain't that much
Though I may have missed it in the haze
Oh, it drips in your mind and fills up your eyes
And you'll never be the same
[Chorus]
But if you're ever coming down
Or if you ever take too much
Remember that's much better than never ever getting enough
Oh, so if you wanna lose your frown
Or your name or even your face
Lick up a dream that seemingly screams
With rushing neon death, alright
[Verse 4]
All your spirits gone, and you are barely alive
You hand me a smoke
Oh, it’s like you hardly notice
And it’s sad I suppose
When I look into your eyes
Oh, it seems to go this way, no matter what’s at stake
Oh, it seems to go this way with everything I start
Everything I start
[Chorus]
Oh, so if you're feelin' that way now
Or if you ever feel so inclined
Skip past the doors of boring forty-somethings and rise
But if you want to lose your frown
Or your name or even your face
Lick up a dream that seemingly sings with rushing neon death