Bossa Nochance Songtext
von Hatfield and the North

A bed in the sky would make me
Higher up than sleeping under this bush
If I had a magic broom, I′d rev it up And out in space I would whoosh
I'd ask you to be with me there to
Do anything you would like to do...

I like singing spaces not bricks
Intervals and all the notes in between
I like making big mistakes -
Knickerless girls being understood but not seen
But I′ve got a nasty cold today (sniff)
I've run out of words to say 'arbitrary′ (arbitrary)