Songtexte Rice - Young Fathers

When it's coming, I'll be running
You'll be doomed in ninth
We are mining, I am golden
You're not finding what we're holding
Something shiny, how's it come to this? (How's it come to this?)

Caught in the light like the sun to the ocean
Born at the night in an orderly fashion
It's all alright (right), it's all alright (oh, baby, baby)
It's all alright (oh, baby, baby)

Leave 'em out in the open
Put it all on the line
I need to catch more fish, baby
I need to eat more rice

It'll take some time
Gonna take some time
Gotta bide my time
See the turning tide

I need to bide my time until I'm home again
Fill these boots to feel my soul 'n' say
Buy more drugs to feel that love again
Kill them slow, they reap, I sow, amen

Seven-hundred thousand bumpkins on the transit line
I am golden, you were mining 'til you said this line

These hands can heal
These hands can heal
These hands can heal
Clean hands can heal, these hands

Hear it coming, hear it coming
Hear it coming 'round the bend, oh

Caught in the light like the sun to the ocean
Born at the night in an orderly fashion
It's all alright, it's all alright (oh, baby, baby)
It's all alright

Leave 'em out in the open
Put it all on the line
I need to catch more fish, baby
I need to eat more rice

It'll take some time
Gonna take some time
Gotta bide my time
See the turning tide

See the turning tide
See the turning tide
See the turning tide
See the turning tide

Ju-da-da-da-da dis
Ju-da-da-da-da dis, woo
You can die, die like this
Ju-da-da-da-da dis (these hands)