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Dream Video (MV)




Performed By: The Twang
Length: 3:47
Written by: Jonathan Watkin, Philip Etheridge




The Twang - Dream Lyrics




A hot swimming pool in the middle of a field
In Handsworth park in the middle of winter
A blue faced police man, a Seventies devil
An 80's surfer with a useless dog
Jon's putting things right in the sauna
Tryna roller skate under water

I'm traumatized by tonight
If this dream must end
Then let it be kind

No signal where I'm stood
I Blame the rain like network rail
Un thin your lips
Our love is drowning
Play Snakes and ladders
On a cherry picker
That girls so fat Geoff Capes can't lift her
There's a pot full of squares on the stairs made of glass, made of glass.

I'm traumatised by tonight
If this dream must end
Then let it be kind

I looked into the sky
They were starting to go dark
I pushed passed the crowd that had gathered around
In the park

I'm sleeping in 101
There's a train being pulled all through the building
Unlock your mind its all free loving
And that Morrissey well he's still just Steven
That tunes so sick I just cant listen
There's a pot full of squares on the stairs made of glass.

I'm traumatized by tonight
If this dream must end
Then let it be kind

I looked into the sky
It was starting to go dark
I pushed passed the crowd that had gathered around
In the park x 2

Oh please don't wake me
Oh don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping
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A hot swimming pool in the middle of a field
In Handsworth park in the middle of winter
A blue faced police man, a Seventies devil
An 80's surfer with a useless dog
Jon's putting things right in the sauna
Tryna roller skate under water

I'm traumatized by tonight
If this dream must end
Then let it be kind

No signal where I'm stood
I Blame the rain like network rail
Un thin your lips
Our love is drowning
Play Snakes and ladders
On a cherry picker
That girls so fat Geoff Capes can't lift her
There's a pot full of squares on the stairs made of glass, made of glass.

I'm traumatised by tonight
If this dream must end
Then let it be kind

I looked into the sky
They were starting to go dark
I pushed passed the crowd that had gathered around
In the park

I'm sleeping in 101
There's a train being pulled all through the building
Unlock your mind its all free loving
And that Morrissey well he's still just Steven
That tunes so sick I just cant listen
There's a pot full of squares on the stairs made of glass.

I'm traumatized by tonight
If this dream must end
Then let it be kind

I looked into the sky
It was starting to go dark
I pushed passed the crowd that had gathered around
In the park x 2

Oh please don't wake me
Oh don't shake me
Leave me where I am
I'm only sleeping
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Writer: Jonathan Watkin, Philip Etheridge
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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