Worldender Songtext
von The Ballroom Thieves

Worldender
With a temper just as grim as you are tender
Never close, I make the most of my own surrender
Worldender
Worldender

Driving
South 101
Got a parking ticket
In a state park in Oregon
I didn′t see the sign
But I rarely do now, do I?
Smoke in my eyes


Pulled over
For a glass and a plate and a smoke break
You like half empty dives
And I like Christmas in May
And the lights went out
And I could not see my own hands
And the walls began to dance

Worldender
With a temper just as grim as you are tender
Never close, I make the most of my own surrender
Worldender
Worldender

Back to the van
Rows and rows and rows of almond trees
I clocked out for a minute
Hands at six and three
You thought we'd never make it
To see our angel in silver lake
But we did and we′ll do it again

Worldender
With a temper just as grim as you are tender
Never close, I make the most of my own surrender
Worldender
Worldender