Rum Rage
STICKY FINGERS · Land Of Pleasure 2014 · Track 04 of 13
Written by Daniel Neurath, Dylan Frost, Eric da Silva Gruener, Patrick Cornwall, Seamus Coyle
It takes a beaten up animal to put em away Rushing me around and sending me astray Don't you lie to me, yes we finally Got a handle on the doors we open and shut
Packing up my suitcase, cause I'm going far away I'm going to a place where the credit cards Don't decline on me, yes we finally Got a handle on the doors we open and shut
[Chorus:] She took her time Took my mind But forget mine Me in my frame of mind We took our time But she took mine
We're remotely secluded in this far away place Heading to a land where everything is okay Don't think suddenly that you and me Got a handle on the doors we open and shut
Can you take a little time ego balance your ways Cause everything we do and put it on display Maybe you and me are a little the same So what do you think of what we've made?
[Chorus]