Underworld - 8 Ball

Today
Today

I saw a man
Today
I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask
As a walkie talkie

Today
Today

I saw a man
Today
I saw a man
With a flaming eight ball
Tattooed on his arm

Today
Today
Today

I saw a man
Today
I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask
As a walkie talkie

Today
I met a man
Who threw his arms around me

And you give in...
Today...
We laughed
We laughed waiting for a train
For a few into the city
Seconds today
That great stuff
That great stuff
That stuff
That stuff makes me feel waiting for a train
Feel into the city
Feel today
Happy today

Written by:
SIMON SMITH, ANDREW WRIGHT

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