8 Ball
(Underworld)

Spä¯ Brutal

Today, today, I saw a man
Today, I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask as a walkie talkie

Today, today, I saw a man
Today, I saw a man
With a flaming eight ball tattoo'd on his arm

Today

Today, today, I saw a man
Today, I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask as a walkie talkie

Today, I met a man who threw his arms around me
And I've given, and I've given
Today 6x
We laughed, we laughed
Waiting for a train for a few
Into the city, seconds, today
That white stuff, that white stuff
Waiting for the train
That stuff into the city
That's what makes me feel
Today, feel, feel
Today, feel happy

Spä¯ Brutal