Birds of Tokyo. Bird Of Tokyo. The Saddest Thing I Know. Zeneszám

How long you been asleep at the wheel?
Out of control, gathering up speed
Your heart is on the dashboard, head's in the street
I hope that you wake up in time to scream

Race me for tail or for hits
Your attitude is mud and your promise is dead
You counteract the fuel with the drink and the drugs
It's not what you did, it's what you will do

So take another turn on a merry go round
Your numbers are come up, now your king of the town
So buckle up and chase yourself a new thrill
You're never gonna feel like before

You keep coming back for more
To find me almost knocking on your door
Say, man, you are the saddest thing I know

You got a cold sweat begging for the score
You lose it all as you stumble to the floor
Say, man, you are the saddest thing I know

You keep coming up for air
To find your own foot pushing on your head
Say, man, you are the saddest thing I know

I see the dried up lotus in your hair
You got the old kaleidoscopic stare
Say, man, you are the saddest thing I know

When you gonna finally admit
It's the end of the line, you've been hammered and hit
Your body is a wreck and your mind is amiss
I know what you want, I think this is it