M83 Up Lyrics

Up Lyrics

If I clean my rocket

We'll go flying today

And we'll hit the
pockets

Of warm and crispy air



Oh you lovely boy you smell
so sweet

We ride so well

And we load our pistols as we perch
upon

My razor wings

Up to the planets up to the bodies of the
galaxy

We fly we feed we suck we bleed we need...



If I clean
my rocket

We'll go flying today

And we'll hit the pockets

Of
warm and crispy air



Oh we flee the scene of our little crime

We feel so free

But the hounds of law they bite our heels

As we
retreat

Up to the planets up to the bodies of the galaxy

Of the
galaxy we fly we feed we suck we bleed we need...