Without The - "Snow Patrolling A Baked Alaska" |
You are seventeen summers old with no idea what you're listening to But it matters not coz it seems like sticky goo from an animal And it speaks to you Even the polar Bears Standing on a sweet cannot find the beat You can do it all with a body so light such anguish so tortured and contrite When your one and only love has run away as if she had a choice With an new car to chase Polar Bears standing on a sweet Cannot move their feet on their icky sticky sweet |