I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

(La vie de rêve) Je m'en irai de l'or au cou comme Cléopâtre et Pharaon Sombre équipe, sombre thème, sombre atmosphère (ouais, ouais, ouais) Débrouillard mais pas gangster (non, non, non) Paire de gants, deuxième tenue quand il faut l'faire (ouais,

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I can see you standing in every doorway Every night, a fleeting glimpse of candlelight Chases 'cross the atmosphere, but you're not here And I see the shape of moonlight on the cityscape But now the skyline wears a shroud I hear your voice in every crowd

I don't belong here Not in this atmosphere Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye The human race Sick of running Started with a kick and a punch A claw to the face

The secret messages are calling to me endlessly They call to me across the air The messages across the atmosphere They whisper in your ear, they're calling everywhere A moving stream of information That is floating on the wind The secrets never end And

Well now he's back in the atmosphere One without a permanent scar and did you miss me while you were Looking for yourself out there Did you finally get the chance to dance Along in the light of day yeah Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken