Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean?
Someone with ambitions to be squeezed
If you could live your life naked, maybe, maybe?
If I could spend all my time in wings?
Floating on your golden wind...
Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean
Someone with ambitions to be squeezed
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
Who wants to know what the woods hear when
Tree falls alone and leaves a tear?
Clouds that cry at the funeral when
The old book says you must be born again?
You are so far ahead my dear
To be so tender and already dead?
Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean?
Somone with ambition to be squeezed
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
Astrotheque - Return to Form Lyrics
Astrotheque - Return to Form Lyrics
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Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean?
Someone with ambitions to be squeezed
If you could live your life naked, maybe, maybe?
If I could spend all my time in wings?
Floating on your golden wind...
Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean
Someone with ambitions to be squeezed
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
Who wants to know what the woods hear when
Tree falls alone and leaves a tear?
Clouds that cry at the funeral when
The old book says you must be born again?
You are so far ahead my dear
To be so tender and already dead?
Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean?
Somone with ambition to be squeezed
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
Someone with ambitions to be squeezed
If you could live your life naked, maybe, maybe?
If I could spend all my time in wings?
Floating on your golden wind...
Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean
Someone with ambitions to be squeezed
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
Who wants to know what the woods hear when
Tree falls alone and leaves a tear?
Clouds that cry at the funeral when
The old book says you must be born again?
You are so far ahead my dear
To be so tender and already dead?
Who wants to wear a tapered skinny jean?
Somone with ambition to be squeezed
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
On and on and on they wonder
Is this the year?
On and on and on they love your
Return to Form
Writer: Jonathan Carroll
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid