This is an original song by The Antiplastics loosely based on the novel So Long And Thanks For All The Fish by Douglas Adams. The performance was recorded during a practice session in San Francisco.
Lyrics:
These days my feet can't seem to touch the ground,
I'm far too lost inside my petty thoughts,
Oh Fenny what the hell am I doing here in the first place dear?
Thinking it's nice it's true to have a person who,
I can just talk to, someone like you knows...
To fly at all you simply must forget to fall,
We'll spend all day fucking above the clouds,
Feel the air, all below are unaware,
Of the things we do where no one is allowed,
There are 42 positions we can try in the sky,
But I'm more impressed with the sweetness of touching nothing but you,
It's been awhile since I even thought of the word love,
But what does that mean in the first place?
A moment of embrace, that ends up in disgrace, oh there I go again...
To fly at all you simply must forget to fall,
We'll spend all day fucking above the clouds,
Feel the air, all below are unaware,
Of the things we do where no one is allowed,
Walkmen on, I play all your favorite songs,
Is this the reason why you choose to stick around?
In love maybe, but it won't happen here for me,
How can I ever fall when I can't even touch the ground?
Great!
TheDanielWardExp 2 years ago