When I chip through your candy coating You´re stuffed with insulation Just strawberry ice cream floating With a sprinkle indignation Cherry under knot of shoestring
You´re a plimsoll punk You´re a plimsoll punk And you´re gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down, down, down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Plimsoll punk
Your posture´s blocking out any possible light I can hardly see This conversation spirals into a fight I can barely breathe
Who ran from roman candles Underneath a willow weeping? Do the tealights on your mantel Illuminate that summer feeling? You´re the seashell in my sandal That´s slicing up my heel
You´re a plimsoll punk You´re a plimsoll punk And you´re getting me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down, down, down Gettin´ me down Racking my brain trying to escape getting me down Plimsoll punk Plimsoll punk
Your posture´s blocking out any possible light I can no longer see This conversation spirals into a fight I can barely breathe
Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down You´re gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down, down, down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down Gettin´ me down You´re gettin´ me down Plimsoll punk Plimsoll punk