Lyrics Freelance Whales – Generator (First Floor)
Text:
We get up early just to start cranking the generator
Our limbs have been asleep, we need to get the blood back in them
We’re finding every day, several ways that we can be friends
We keep on churning and the lights inside the house turn on
And in our native language we are chanting ancient songs
And when we quiet down, the house chants on without us
And when we quiet down, the house chants on without us