Lyrics Cornasto - Cunninlynguists

Take a ride on these roads we know
Make a stop by the cornasto
Take a ride on these roads we know
Make a stop by the cornasto

I'm caught in the middle
That fork in the road
Why's anyone here for?
This world's getting old
[?] and rhythms always switching names
Tired from the brainwork, steady hitting jane

I'm caught in the middle
Been stretching out my soul
I'm caught in the middle
That's how this ball seems to roll
I'm caught in the middle
Been stretching out my soul
I'm caught in the middle
My childhood's ball's about to roll

Take a ride on these roads we know
Make a stop by the cornasto
Take a ride on these roads we know
Make a stop by the cornasto