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Richard Walters, Patrick James Pearson
A small gang standing by the road
Sharing cigarettes on the universe steps
Skin like candy in the sun
Some sound made our hearts skip
And my brow is showing how I feel
It caught me badly
And never let me go
We’ve got new noise in our heads
John Peel gave us life advice
Made us feel like small gods
Running out into the whirl
A fever, my little record heart running round in circles
Til the diamond drops, it doesn’t matter how
It caught me badly
And never let me go
We’ve got new noise in our heads
Oh but we seem to be drifting now
But I still don’t know if I should care
We’ve got new noise in our heads
We’ve got new noise in our heads
