Paroles: Cloud Cult. The Exploding People.

Building up the belly for a bumblee.
Uh huh uh huh.
Pushing down the down pain like it's a quarantine.
Uh huh uh huh.
My baby's singing choir til your toe falls off?
Uh huh uh huh.
Cause if you hold it all in it will all fall out.

And one by one the people they explode.

The past ain't never gonna ...?
Uh huh uh huh.
Do what you do cause what's done is done.
Uh huh uh huh.
Beat out the pain with a kickdrum.
And escape from yourself unless you don't run.

One by one the people they explode.

You are your own poison.
You are your own doctor.
You are your own saviour.
You are your own cure.

One by one the people they explode.

You never see the present cause you're always looking back.
Or counting down the seconds to a heart attack.
Bottle it up and the bottle goes crack.
Do what ya do cause you can't come back.

And one by one the people they explode.

You never see the present cause you're always looking back.
Or counting down the seconds to a heart attack.
Bottle it up and bottle goes crack.
Do what ya do cause you can't come back.

One by one the people they explode.