Give Them A Token - Adam Green

Disappear in complete disarray;

reaffirm what our grandfathers say.

Love the kisses that I’ll be sending you, play the rhythm that I’m pretending

to.

Take the time to find out why I bowed out…

I was flat on my own, my darling;

fought the lessons of grace for so long…

When your trip’s only five meters long, and you find you’ve been grown all

along,

Join the living innoxious lullabies;

only sleeping cabróns could sympathize.

Only they could forget their consciousness…

I was flat on my own, my darling;

fought the lessons of grace for so long…

You can’t stop laughing if you can’t stop falling.

It makes you wonder whether he is calling.

Give them a token, give them a token to play…

Phone stops ringing when I play your number.

No bad loving could pervade my slumber.

Give them a token, give them a token to play…

Minor love can be shorn like a scarf…

Fairy tales are beheld to depart…

You can’t stop laughing if you can’t stop falling.

It makes you wonder whether he is calling.

Give them a token, give them a token to play…