Superslomotion - Grant Lee Buffalo

Sleepy rhythms were lulling us Trolling down a long canal

Onto savage shores and gilded floors

Of coliseums through the load-in door

Certain of this one thing

Certain of this one thing

Certain of this one thing

That super slow motion got the upper hand on me On me On me

Holy visions had ceased to come

My tongue was numb and I was feeling tired

Crying out in a wordless howl

Screeching off to the underground

Certain of this one thing (of this one thing)

Certain of this one thing (of this one thing)

Certain of this one thing (of this one thing)

That super slow motion got the upper hand on me On me On me

On me Sleepy rhythms were lulling us Syrup sweet and poisonous

How I found my way back I’m not sure

Through the channels and little streets that curve

Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)

Certain of (certain of) this one thing (this one thing)

Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)

That super slow motion got the upper hand on me On me On me

On me Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)

Certain of (certain of) this one thing (this one thing)

Certain (certain) of this one thing (of this one thing)

That super slow motion got the upper hand on me On me On me

On me On me On me

On me On me On me

On me On me Ooh ooh ooh

Got the upper hand (ooh ooh ooh)

Got the upper hand (ooh ooh ooh)

Got the upper hand (on me)

Got the upper hand the upper hand on me On me On me

On me Oh oh oh