You'll need some kind of saint to pull those impure thoughts out of your head
Love the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way
Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Just beating during the sun (?)
Defibrillated hearts with every pulse without your own defiling
You'd backwards circle right above our heads
Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Don't stop
We've had to cross the line
Despite the fact our feet dipped in the fire
We push and pull again
Then shake our tamborines into the dust
You need some kind of saint
To pull those impure thoughts right out your head
Like the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way
Climb on, climb on aboard (don't stop)
Giving it a little bit more (don't stop)
On Board Video (MV)
Performed By: Friendly Fires
Written by: EDWARD DAVID HUW MACFARLANE, EDWARD JOHN FREDERICK GIBSON, JACK BARNABY SAVIDGE
Friendly Fires - On Board Lyrics
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You'll need some kind of saint to pull those impure thoughts out of your head
Love the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way
Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Just beating during the sun (?)
Defibrillated hearts with every pulse without your own defiling
You'd backwards circle right above our heads
Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Don't stop
We've had to cross the line
Despite the fact our feet dipped in the fire
We push and pull again
Then shake our tamborines into the dust
You need some kind of saint
To pull those impure thoughts right out your head
Like the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way
Climb on, climb on aboard (don't stop)
Giving it a little bit more (don't stop)
Love the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way
Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Just beating during the sun (?)
Defibrillated hearts with every pulse without your own defiling
You'd backwards circle right above our heads
Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Don't stop
We've had to cross the line
Despite the fact our feet dipped in the fire
We push and pull again
Then shake our tamborines into the dust
You need some kind of saint
To pull those impure thoughts right out your head
Like the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way
Climb on, climb on aboard (don't stop)
Giving it a little bit more (don't stop)
Writer: EDWARD DAVID HUW MACFARLANE, EDWARD JOHN FREDERICK GIBSON, JACK BARNABY SAVIDGE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group