A Glue Too Thick - Hot Chip, Joe Goddard, Felix Martin

If I’m in a glue too thick

To pull myself up out of it

I’d crawl in the hot box

Begin the playing with my rocks

If I’m in a glue too thick

To pull myself up out of it

I’d crawl in the hot box

Begin the playing with my

I hate to say it, I don’t know what to say

I hate everything you’ve thrown my way

And when I’m trying to make my escape

I hate the movements on your face

I hate to say it, I don’t know what to say

I hate everything you’ve thrown my way

And when I’m trying to make my escape

I hate the movements on your face

If I’m in a pool too deep

To swim myself out of my sleep

I fall under attack

Begin the floating on my back

I’m in a pool too deep

To swim myself out of my sleep

I fall under attack

Begin the floating on my back

I hate to say it, I don’t know what to say

I hate everything you’ve thrown my way

And when I’m trying to make my escape

I hate the movements on your face

I hate to say it, I don’t know what to say

I hate everything you’ve thrown my way

And when I’m trying to make my escape

I hate the movements on your face