Lyrics alt-j - 3ww There was a wayward lad Stepped out one morning The ground to be his bed The sky his awning.(3ww) Neon, neon, neon A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field Can't surround so you lean on, lean on So much your heart's become fond of this. Ohhh, these three worn words Oh, that we whisper Like the rubbing hands Of tourists in
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