Flowerball

The Wombats

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    I've got the cash if you've got the hooks
    It's been a rough week, it's been an unproductive month
    I swapped contact with reality
    For a country house in a bright translucent daydream
    Don't you get bored of them giving you nothing?
    I only press pause when you press play in my stomach

    Flowerball, flowerball
    How can you waltz through my bloodstream and then never call?
    You make me shake like a waveform
    You're my work of modern art and I want more
    I'll take the punch if you'll sell the kick
    It's been a while since we tripped the light fantastic
    I wanna hear guitars and cymbals sing
    I'm tired of deciphering her senile fax machine

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    Flowerball, flowerball
    How can you waltz through my bloodstream and then never call?
    You make me shake even though I'm warm
    You're my work of modern art and I want more
    I want more
    Like a funeral needs an audience
    Like a sceptic needs a church
    It's not fun unless it hurts

    Flowerball
    How can you waltz through my bloodstream and then never call?
    You make me shake, shake like a waveform
    You're my work of modern art and I want more
    I want more

    Song details

    Composition: Daniel Joseph Haggis, Tord Overland Knudsen, and Matthew Murphy

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