Le Pain Perdu - Cibo Matto

The sunshine, too light, the ocean, too wide

I’m sick of your cliché

The sky is kind, love is blind

You can’t let go of the lost pain

You’re in the maze, spending every day

I’m in the haze, I want the getaway

You’re in the maze, spending every day

I’m in the haze, I want the getaway

Can you take my silver wheat?

Mix it up with butter and treat

I feel a chill go down my feet

Your maple is so sweet

Can you take my silver wheat?

Mix it up with butter and treat

I feel a chill go down my feet

Your maple is so sweet, so sweet

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

Got to get me out of here before it goes stale

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

Got to get me out of here before it goes stale

Can you take my silver wheat?

Mix it up with butter and treat

I feel a chill go down my feet

Your maple is so sweet

Can you take my silver wheat?

Mix it up with butter and treat

I feel a chill go down my feet

Your maple is so sweet, so sweet

But it’s too mushy, too mushy

I can’t take it, baby

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

Got to get me out of here before it goes stale

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

We’ve got to get out, to get out the hell out

Got to get me out of here before it goes stale