Get On Slow Songtext
von Circus Guy

You want me to change my tactic
You want me
Who wants me to strain and backflip
Who wants me

Muting your emotion
Till you can′t stop the tide
Me I want it moving
Make some more room inside

Get on slow
Don't fall off
The sort of balance that evades you
Get out slow
Don′t throw off
The sort of challenge that invades you


No one leads
We're sliding backward
If no one leads
Your own direction
Your own future
Your own leads (Come on!)

Sew and sew your structure
To the great far and wide
Never needed narrow
Now you're fit to be tied

Get on slow
Don′t fall off
The sort of balance that evades you
Get out slow
Don′t throw off
The sort of challenge that invades you

The sort of challenge that invades

Don't mind the sort that raised you
Don′t mind
Don't mind the sort that plays through
I don′t mind
Most of the time

You want me . . .
(Rock it!)


I want you
Don't change you actress
I want you
Who wants to
You change my mattress
Who wants who (Who wants who)

Whose who wants to make it
May be taking a slide
Aching for achieving more
You′re heaving with pride

Get on slow
Don't fall off
The sort of balance that evades you
Get out slow
Don't throw off
The sort of challenge that invades you

Get on slow
Don′t throw off
The sort of challenge that invades you
The sort of challenge that invades

The sort of challenge that invades you
The sort of challenge that invades
Pervades you
And persuades you
To change