2009-07-23
Spy
I see you from my spy plane, baby I see you walking on the ground I see you through my spy gla*ses, baby I can see right through the ground If you want to be a spy Then you must really see And you must really see If you want to be a spy like me Come on I might gaze on a submarine I see your face smiling at me Even when I close my eyes Your silhouette is smiling at me But you will never understand me Because I have a special job I wish I could break the spy gla*s Set it free So we could be Spy spy spy spy Spy spy spy spy Spy spy spy spy Spy spy spy spy Spy
- Subliminal
- Snail Shell
- Sleeping In The Flowers
- Unrelated Thing
- AKA Driver
- I Should Be Allowed To Think
- Extra Savoir-Faire
- Why Must I Be Sad?
- Spy
- O, Do Not Forsake Me
- No One Knows My Plan
- Dirt Bike
- Destination Moon
- A Self Called Nowhere
- Meet James Ensor
- Thermostat
- Window
- Out Of Jail
- Stomp Box
- The End Of The Tour
