Bell X1 - Velcro lyrics

There's not a lot that you Can do in this van With these fine young boys Stuck in confined spaces The pram has only so many toys We fall in love with girls In hi-vis jackets The girls in the golf carts Welly-tans, sungla**es But it's over before it starts In a field in Texas Under the welcome rain Pulled from the deepening Quicksand By an angel and his chain I'll be your tongue, You'll be be my groove I'll be your positive, You'll be my negative I'll be your tongue, You'll be be my groove I'll drive the getaway And you bring the glue I'll be your velcro Now we're clacking at computers In the sickly light they throw All jonsing for wifi So we can steal more TV shows Watching a six year old on YouTube Playing drums to Billie Jean This is the stuff that binds us This and all those Dairy Queens I'll be your tongue, You'll be be my groove I'll be your positive, You'll be my negative I'll be your tongue, You'll be be my groove I'll drive the getaway And you bring the glue I'll be your velcro Heading home, airport screening The man has his rubber gloves on He says there's explosive residue On the strings of my guitar That'll be six weeks of sweat now In a pop/rock combo Why don't you come and join us? You can take all the solos And I'll be your tongue, You'll be be my groove I'll be your positive, You'll be my negative I'll be your tongue, You'll be be my groove I'll drive the getaway and You bring the glue I'll be your velcro