Letra da Música: More Salt - Llama Farmers

And the clouds got tangled and caught up in,
the fingers of all of the trees.
I found hilarity, in every word that you uttered,
in every word that you muttered to me.

As I turned, the corner, the wind almost blew me to the floor.
I was speaking to a man, selling newspapers by the door.
On my right, a huge elegant white horse galloped on by.
Take a while, take a while, breathe it all in with your eyes.

Breathe it all in with your eyes.
Breathe it all in with your eyes.

"I thought, I say, I thought I had a sitting duck,
but it turned out he had had pigeon."

Should have added more salt,
now it's all my fault, my fault, my fault.
Should have added more salt,
now it's all my fault, my fault, my fault.

Should have added more salt,
now it's all my fault, my fault, my fault.

Should have added more salt,
now it's all my fault, my fault, my fault.
Should have added more salt,
now it's all my fault, my fault, my fault.
Should have added more salt...
Should have.

Take a while and pick off a piece of your hair.
Take a while and pick off a piece of your hair.
Take a while and pick off a piece of your hair.
Take a while and pick off a piece of your hair...
for me.
"I thought, I say, I thought I had a sitting duck.."

I thought I had a piece,
I thought I had a piece of your hair.

"I thought, I say, I thought I had a sitting duck,
but it turned out he had had pigeon."