Stockholm

Lately, lately, i found i rush
Can peace together the sun in the sky or the spots on my face

I must be stuck my feet already are
And i must be lost my feet already are
And i must be fast my feet already are

You'll soon be dust your deeds already are
You saw no orb, no fiery bushes neither
I must be drunk i feel unsteady
No monster me, saddly no saint either

Walk back into stockholm, stockholm our travels take us further north, where's the fish in the sea and food on the shelves
And i must be cold, my feet already are
You must be old, so take it easier
And i must be cold my feet already are
You must be old so take it easier

Chorus

Walk back into, walk back into, wicked, wicked, wicked...
Belly, belly and snap
I love to feel the foods in my guts and the fat in my veins