Текст песни Baby Missiles - The War on Drugs

I′m on the back of a new belief
And on the back of a new belief
My friend rides all alone
Yeah, he's up and down like a new Jack Tone
He was alive in the new machine
He felt alive in the new machine
My friend dies all alone
Yeah, just up and down like a new Jack Tone
Yeah, you want to talk about going down
Get on the ground, would make a young man proud
You should have seen all the rattling in my brain
And in the wake of a northeast bus
I came on my back, like a northeast crutch
You should have seen all the rattling in my way
Ooh, just the sound of a northeast bus coming back here
Because I don′t mind when the pioneers go soft on me
It's just the sound of a northeast bus, on its back, babe
You got your head in the common feel
Adjust your hands with the common touch
Whoo-hooo, yeah
I was alive in the new machine
He felt alive in the new machine
My friend rides all alone
Yeah, he's up and down like a new Jack Tone
He wanna leave but he don′t know how
He want to try but he don′t know why
He's going to lean on the back of me
Like a slide on the back of my bu-belief
Whoo-hooo
Ooh, just the sound of a northeast bus, walking back here
Because I don′t mind when the pioneers go soft on me
It's just the sound of a northeast bus on its back babe
You got your head in the common feel
Adjust your hands with the common touch
Whoo-hooo, yeah