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Vulcanella
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Rock
Vulcanella was released on August 22, 2003 by WM Australia as a part of the album Tough Love
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Release DateAugust 22, 2003
LabelWM Australia
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Magic Dirt
Magic Dirt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Magic Dirt
Magic Dirt
Composer
Adalita
Adalita
Composer
Robertson
Robertson
Composer
Raul Sanchez
Raul Sanchez
Composer
Turner
Turner
Composer

Lyrics

Oh-oh, no
No
Oh, no
Pretty boy stalactite eyes when I'm surprised flights flying
Haystacks itchy in the night playing rubbing hosting your sweat
Rearing and realising attempts to keep you are swift like
Molastic, scholastic yells rebels in studio forms and
Gargantuan sustantuan byzantine flys
Hat tricks in the ointment leaving me precious in times
And tides looking at water and watering your cans
Bees knees trusting me in Cantonese I believe you love me
And I won't falter if you say the word leaving it dangling like precious pearls
Going south before the times change
Hinging quickly dreaming of razor teeth
Kisses always clashing white sharks teeth
Bent beneath frozen ice scream vanilla
Pods in your eyes
Oh and yes, yes, yes, yes, yes a disguise
Running out of words at birth beneath the
Coolness and dryness and desert rain am I
Old again sitting low window frost going lost
Hidden bully near the sizzling
Hotness veils and veils of you cat eyes
Big eyes, green eyes, yellow eyes
Don't plague me with those eyes spells and charms
Stay strong young girl inside colt of fault and bolting upsized
Revealing your ceiling I could be mean and turn away
And ignore this feeling I could be afraid
And make sure I never have to deal with you
Or the feeling from reeling after letting myself in
Could there be hurt and I silence the voices in my head
That make me forget just follow my heart follow your heart
Just follow my heart around like a newfoundland pup like a pet
I love you for ignoring me, you think you can make me wait here so long
Can you make, me make, me make me wait here so long?
I don't wait here that long, wait here, wait here
I'm happy now and unhappy tomorrow, are you happy?
I don't wanna write a song I don't wanna get along
Could I maybe be parallel? Could they all know how I feel?
Can they read my mind is it on display stuck out on hinges from
Barely knowing how far this was gonna go?
Little did I know little bird head flying around your room
It's the first time I tried not to care and just focus on you
I didn't plot didn't plan stayed as natural as I can
Maybe you made me nervous, is it a problem?
Is it like a useless surface?
You'll never be a little beast
You'll never push my button, ooh
I'll learn to take the pressure off ya
I'll be with you shortly give up give in let go step up
Step in give in step on let on light up
Sit straight can't wait it's a stand off
Exactly in ecstasy what a stunning likeness you are to me
You've got my watch on la-la-la-na-na-na-na
Try not to screw up your nose up at the idea of cold stones
And the rush of wet water, what you gonna say about it?
What you gonna do? Rate you're liability for a reflection of your desire
I'm gonna die soon from this constant pursuit
It's too short it's too long not enough roses in your bed
I wanna wear an orange jumper and get my aura read in a cave somewhere
I don't wanna master one I just want 5,000 more
Gimme, gimme, gimme if you give it I'll take it
You give it I'll take it I said you stayed
It's not my fault, at this stage you're channeling
You're pummeling crazy thoughts
Burn, baby, burn I scream under your face
Like a guillotine I can't help it
I'm gonna freeze on your knees for weeks
I can't help it, I feel like smashing my head on your warm feather bed
Nothing you said can make me wait another day
Is it too romantic if I cover you in sand?
'Cause you don't like it and it's all coming out now like a blueprint machine
With graphs of my thoughts read by a noble island queen oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh get it on
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh get it on
Oh-oh-oh, oh, oh get it on
(From the bottom to the top I'm obsessed again)
(Turning you into signs and objects to place and)
(Twiddle above my head like a hanging)
(Mobile happy again)
Written by: A. Robertson, Adalita, D. Turner, Raul Sanchez
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