Tropical - Plumtree

As the day goes on I grow tired

The voice is constant

It is constant

Visibly in my head

I can’t get a word said

Constantly in my brain

I think I’m going insane

But I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

(Sick of them)

I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

(I'm sick of them)

I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

(I'm sick of them)

I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Hey hey

Hey hey

Hey hey

As the day goes on I grow tired

The voice is constant

It is constant

Visibly in my head

Can’t get a word said

Constantly in my brain

I think I’m going insane

But I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

(Sick of them)

I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

(I'm sick of them)

I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

(I'm sick of them)

I’m sick of your morals

I’m sick of them

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma

My mother told me what to do today

Hey hey

Hey hey

Hey hey