[Verse]
I am really tired
Of the weight of my head
Of these past ten years
Present, lived
Between the dream and the sound, yeah
I'm so tired of not being able
Not being able toto speak a word
About these awkward things
That I carry in my chest
And I find them so good, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I want a new ballad about sprouts
About things like that, about money
About moonbathing, about you and me
Such a sentimental guy
I want a new ballad about sprouts
About things like that, about money
About moonbathing, about you and me
Such a sentimental guy
[Chorus]
I want the five o'clock cinеma
So I can kiss the girl and carry the longing
On my shirt all smearеd with lipstick
I want the five o'clock cinema
So I can kiss the girl and carry the longing
On my shirt all smeared with lipstick
I want the five o'clock cinema
So I can kiss the girl and carry the longing
On my shirt all smeared with lipstick, na, na, na, na
I want the five o'clock cinema
So I can kiss the girl and carry the longing
On my shirt all smeared with lipstick, yeah-yeah, yeah
I want the five o'clock cinema
So I can kiss the girl and carry the longing
On my shirt all smeared with lipstick, na-na-na-na-na-na
I want the five o'clock cinema
So I can kiss the girl and carry the longing
On my shirt all smeared with lipstick