Testo Roof Off - Underworld

Roof Off

Here comes the drifter
More beautiful than I remember
Here comes baby
Smokin'
White-stick cool

Here comes beauty
Smooth
Stares into the distance
Immaculate
Dressed in black
Two-fingered hotspot

Peach
Pure wasabi
Say no if you're up for it
Siren in the street
Come dream

Leaning languid warms grinning shadow
Adoring coats
Coats of many colours
All the girls dressed in white are waiting
In house
House of power

Power of a tattooed moth
Supreme
Sunlight
Standing waste-deep in green

I am large
Perfect
I am certified
White oak
Organic

I am one hundred percent recycled
I am new summer
Pick me up here
I am discovered
Sublime

Too short
I am refurbished
Searching for a fragrance
I am claustrophobic
I'm nothing more

Nothing less than
I'm moving
I hear you
I am seasonal
Hand made

Fresh
I am cold
And fast
And crowded
And full of speed

I'm a fine pressed suit
I am crisp determination
Twisted
Solitary drummer
I am silence

Faces
I am red light
Green light
Waiting for traffic
I'm a storm on wheels

I'm a Japanese gutter
I'm parts of a crowd
I am London when it smells of Tokyo
I'm split down the middle
I'm parts of the sea
Crossing to the other side

Do you wanna dance?
I have nothing
A reflection
A skinny white brim
Cut me a deal