Lyrics Roof Off - Underworld

Here comes the drifter
More beautiful than I remember
Here comes baby
Smokin'
White-stick cool
Here comes beauty
Smooth
Stares into the distance
Immaculate
Dressed in black
Two-fingered hotspot
Peach
Pure wasabi
Say no if you're up for it
Siren in the street
Come dream
Leaning languid warms grinning shadow
Adoring coats
Coats of many colours
All the girls dressed in white are waiting
In house
House of power
Power of a tattooed moth
Dreams
Sunlight
Standing waste-deep in green
I am large
Perfect
I am certified
White oak
Organic
I am 100 percent recycled
I am new summer
Pick me up here
I am discovered
Sublime
Too short
I am refurbished
Searching for a fragrance
I am claustrophobic
I'm nothing more
Nothing less than
I'm moving
I hear you
I am seasonal
Hand made
Fresh
I am cold
And fast
And crowded
And full of speed
I'm a fine pressed suit
I am crisp determination
Twisted
Solitary drummer
I am silence
Faces
I am red light
Green light
Waiting for traffic
I'm a storm on wheels
I'm a Japanese gutter
I'm parts of a crowd
I am London when it smells of Tokyo
I'm split down the middle
I'm parts of the sea
Crossing to the other side
Do you wanna dance?
I have nothing
A reflection
A skinny white brim
Cut me a deal