Letra de Yellowbrite smile

Heyah listen to the rumbling sound
of a brain moving in reverse.
A belly fat with emptiness
that cannot ever seem to get enough.
I wandered into the temple hall,
sat with the pretty pigeons all in a row.
We´ve come to hear the oil slick salesman crow go,

Heyah, everything´s cool my friends,
why don´t you carry on like nothing is happening?
Why don´t you, Heyah, carry on sleepwalking now, now, now?
Heyah carry on sleepwalking? Na, na, na.
Happy is a yellowbrite smile (a yellowbrite smile), but nobody´s home.
I can´t get it off of my face, and it´s starting to ache, starting to ache.
And I´m never alone.

So, I climbed to the top of the tall, tall tower,
see a man about a shadow seed.
He says he´d make me king of everything,
As we watched ten thousand flashing screens.
And then the poet turned in to advertise him,
Under the sweet little Georgia Jones.
I knocked three times on the side of the glass,

And they go,
Heyah, everything´s cool my friends,
why don´t you carry on like nothing is happening?
Why don´t you Heyah carry on sleepwalking now, now, now?
Heyah carry on sleepwalking? Na, na, na.
Happy is a yellowbrite smile (a yellowbrite smile), but nobody´s home.
I can´t get it off of my face and it´s starting to ache, it´s starting to ache.
And I´m never alone.

Happy is a yellowbrite smile (a yellowbrite smile), but nobody´s home.
I can´t get it off of my face and it´s starting to ache, it´s starting to ache.
And I´m never alone.

Never Alone? I can´t get it of my face? Of my face

Happy is a yellowbrite smile (a yellowbrite smile) but nobody´s home.
I can´t get it off of my face and it´s starting to ache, it´s starting to ache.
Happy is a yellowbrite smile (a yellowbrite smile) but nobody´s home.
I can´t get it off of my face and it´s starting to ache, it´s starting to ache.
And I´m never alone.
Never alone.
Never alone.
Never alone.
Never alone.