3ww

3ww
There was a wayward lad
Stepped out one morning
The ground to be his bed
The sky his awning
[Verse 2: Joe Newman]
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

[Chorus: Joe Newman + Gus Unger-Hamilton]
Oh, these three worn words
Oh, let me whisper like the rubbing hands
Of tourists in Verona
I just want to love you in my own language
[Verse 3: Joe Newman]
Well, that smell of sex
Good like burning wood
The wayward lad laid clean
To two busty girls from Hornsea
Who left a note in black ink
[Bridge: Ellie Rowsell]
Girls from above say "Hi" (hi)
The road erodes at five feet per year
Around England's east coastline
Was this your first time?
Love is just a button we press
Last night by the campfire
[Chorus: Joe Newman + Ellie Rowsell]
Oh, these three worn words
Oh, that we whisper like the rubbing hands
Of tourists in Verona
I just want to love you in my own language
La canción '3ww' de Alt-J nos sumerge en un viaje lírico y sensorial a través de las emociones y las experiencias de sus personajes. Comienza con la imagen de un joven errante que elige la naturaleza como su hogar temporal, durmiendo en el suelo con el cielo como su techo...