tingle

Sometimes I couldnt care if you ran out of air oh no
You see my star kid groovers holding tight on the reins of my heart
Its a breeze shes a tease we were made for the trees
How I want her like this
How I love when she feeds me her Tingle
Shes my mudhoney child as we dance on the waves on the street
You see my all time movers boppin hard from her head to her feet
Its a gas its a treat not a hint of deceit
How I want her like this
How I love when she feeds me her Tingle
So so
Why do we always keep looking back
Feelin joy feelin pain were exactly the same
I cant change what always remain oh no no no
So so
Why do we always keep looking back
Feelin joy feelin pain were exactly the same
I cant change what always remain oh no no no
Subterranean spark wont you fill up the dark with your Tingle
Subterranean spark wont you fill up the dark with your Tingle
Subterranean spark wont you fill up the dark with your Tingle
Subterranean spark wont you fill up the dark with your Tingle