Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I combed my fur for you
I washed my claws
We can stay at Noah's tonight
He knows the course
[Verse 2]
Drunken foxes, move ahead
Drop, drop, drop, I'm getting wet
From too many storms, we've fled
Gold to straw, he'll spin it back
[Verse 3]
Noah's got booze and a cozy bed, they say
We'll make babies with honest eyes
They'll scream with the power of blind love
Justice, daddy, seriously
[Verse 4]
Drunken foxes, move ahead
Drop, drop, drop, I'm getting wet
From too many storms, we've fled
Gold to straw, he'll spin it back
[Verse 5]
Gold to straw, he'll spin it back
Gold to straw, he'll spin it back
Written by: Jonas Poppe
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