Foals — London Thunder

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[Verse 1]
I’m on the red eye flight to nowhere good
How ’bout you?
I’ve been in the air for hours
Meteor showers by the pool
So one last drink for summer
Always leaving, never you
Come back to London, thunder
The sound of sirens in my room
Ye-yeah

[Chorus]
Now the table’s turned, it’s over
With my fingers burned, I start anew
Now I’ve come back down, I’m older
I look for something else to hold on to

[Verse 2]
There’s no way to realign
Upholstered skin, I take back every line
Lost my mind in San Francisco
Worn out disco and tempers cool
There’s no water
There is no sound
Will you come around?
Will you come around?
There is no space
There is no time
Where to draw a line?
Where to draw a line?

[Chorus]
Now the table’s turned, it’s over
With my fingers burned, I start anew
Now I’ve come back down, I’m older
I look for something else to hold on to

[Outro]
I’m on the red eye flight to nowhere good
How ’bout you?