Alt-J – 3WW

Love is just a button we pressed
Good like burning wood
Oh, let me whisper like the rubbing hands
Oh, these three worn words
Oh, these three worn words

[Chorus: Joe Newman + Ellie Rowsell]

[Instrumental Intro]
I just want to love you in my own language
Stepped out one morning
[Verse 3: Joe Newman]
[Bridge: Ellie Rowsell]
There was a wayward lad
I just want to love you in my own language

To two thirsty girls from Hornsea

Along England’s east coastline
The ground to be his bed
Oh, that we whisper like the rubbing hands
Of tourists in Verona
The wayward lad laid claim
Last night by the campfire
So much your heart’s become fond of this
The road erodes at five feet per year
Neon, neon, neon
Girls from the pool say "Hi" (hi)
Of tourists in Verona
[Verse 1: Gus Unger-Hamilton]
Well, that smell of sex
Can’t surround so you lean on, lean on
Who left a note when morning came
The sky his awning

[Verse 2: Joe Newman]
A blue neon lamp in a midnight country field
[Chorus: Joe Newman + Gus Unger-Hamilton]
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