Oh the Saviour (救世主) - Temples Mr. Sound's just like a fountain
Only goes where the rhythm takes him
Only goes where the sun don't shine
On his own to her paradise Mr. Sound falls like a mountain
Like a volcano erupting On a boat on the molten lava Standing up like wild impala Standing down like a weekend martyr Living life at the speed of light
Mr. Sound's just like a fountain
Only goes where the rhythm takes him Only goes where the sun don't shine On his own to her paradise Mr. Sound falls like a mountain Like a volcano erupting On a boat on the molten lava Standing up like wild impala Standing down like a weekend martyr Living life at the speed of light
Oh the saviour the saviour the saviour
For behaviour behaviour behaviour
When a shot of sleep isn't slept We appear that we have a little left in tune
Mystic man stands like a countess Like a king dressed in a corset On a carpet that's red all over He becomes just a little less sober Here's a plan for the distant future You're alive not like a computer in the future Take a sip from the detox dandy Have a taste from the open pantry Remember when you were small free entry Living life at the speed of light
Oh the saviour the saviour the saviour
For behaviour behaviour behaviour When a shot of sleep isn't slept
We appear that we have a little left in tune
Everyone's got everything wrong Every man wants every woman In a patchwork pent up story We reflect and remind what words mean In the night we open our ears To the visual sound of the fear Mr. Sound and the open diary Take a look with your eyes closed open Standing down like a weekend spokesman Living life at the speed of light
Oh the saviour the saviour the saviour
For behaviour behaviour behaviour
Oh the saviour the saviour the saviour
For behaviour behaviour behaviour
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Everyone's got everything wrong Every man wants every woman In a patchwork pent up story We reflect and remind what words mean In the night we open our ears To the visual sound of the fear Mr. Sound and the open diary Take a look with your eyes close