Surface Noise Songtext
von Sound 5

In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields
In the fields

In the fields
In the fields

They say there′s no smoke without the fire
But I'm burning up and I′m no higher
So what's the use of me making a fuss of it all?
What really gets me down is you said it doesn't matter anymore


Sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

The poison here is chrome-plated
Nice and clean so the dirt is never generated
I just get lost in the sound from the back of the car
In a traffic jam it doesn′t matter if I don′t get too far

Sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

Six o'clock on Radios 1 and 2, my name′s Tom Browne
This is the top 20, as compiled for the
BBC by the British Market Research Bureau
Five, four, three, two, one
We have liftoff

I like to hibernate in my pit
And play daft in a dreamy limbo bit
I never want to go by like a face on a bus
Rushing my head off in rush hour on Pro Plus
I don't want much


Sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

Oh yes, sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

Oh yes, sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

Oh yes, sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

Oh yes, sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again

Oh yes, sometimes
Happiness is surface noise
Hissing sweetly in the fields
And kissing us to sleep again