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Lyrics

BOTTOM OF THE HILL

I met her in San Francisco,
Where the lights are always on
She said
A cage is not a cage with some friends and some shade
And it turned me on

I met her in San Francisco,
We set off car alarms
She said, I wanna sing along to a song
Where we all know the words

I met her at the bottom of the hill,
Hands clasped lean back and spin
Feel the blur and I touch her skin
Ooh the elevated mood I’m in
Jump from the queue, to the line
Gonna see the show, gonna waste some time

Lint in our pockets will not hold us back
A coil in our legs
Ready to explode, to parkour the open road
With a sense of discord

These other people they rarely listen,
Just keep on nodding their heads
I wanna scream out loud
Until we take a deeper breath

I met her at the bottom of the hill,
Hands clasped lean back and spin
Feel the blur and I touch her skin
Ooh the elevated mood I’m in
Jump from the queue, to the line
Gonna see the show, gonna waste some time

Gonna waste some time.