Flip Flop Songtext
von Tiny Dancers

With the greenhouse closed
And the flowerbed hoased
When the sky turns from blue to grey
It′s the final day
Mr. Clark can't stay
In the house he′s ruled for thirty years or more

Down the basement stairs
To the loft space
Where you go, oh, to look at the night
Pack the table down
Serve the drinks around
For your friends, your mother and your kids

Now the empty room
Represents your room
As you shift from town to town for the last time


From the moonlit garden
To the front yard

Where you go, oh, to look at the night

And the frosted leaves
To the dying trees

Where you go, oh, to look at the night

Down the basement stairs
To the loft space

Where you go, oh, to look at the night

And the frosted leaves
To the dying trees

Where you go, oh, to look at the night

(To look at the night)
To look at the night
(To look at the night)
To look at the night
(To look at the night)