Lyrics Son Little – Carbon
Text:
Chemistry won’t let me wait, hit you with this invertebrate
Raise your full glass and celebrate, I’ll have a laugh no matter what you say
Too gone, carbon
Each one has its weight, only
My love is born on the telephone
Used to drive you home, put the parking brake on
We used to get it onMom and dad was never home
I’ll sing the song, momma won’t you sing along?
All night long
Carbon, each one has its weight
Only
All night long
Carbon, each one has its weight
Only
Mister Theodore Lord of Astor, you holding court since the day you’re born
Well you might be richer, but if your soul is poor
Get every wish and still you want more
Oh my God, Carbon Each one has its weight, only
Oh my God, Carbon Each one has its weight, only
Oh my God, Carbon Each one has its weight, only
