IDLES – IDEA 01 Lyrics

IDLES IDEA 01 Lyrics

Upside down house to a broken home
Sister’s waving arms not even grown
There’s a rag in a bucket, and your father couldn’t pay his loans
Or something
Your uncle ran ten streets just to snatch his phone
Or something
Your mother swang like your life depended
It did
These are the things you lost in the fire
Or something
These are the things you lost in the fire

The fire
The fire
The fire
The fire
The fire