snug as a bug

Windows fogging up in the back of the taxi

Your snug as a bug, you relax me

Radios playing Frank Ocean "Ivy"

You read my mind, you opened the doors

Gasoline at our feet on the floor

Bottle of wine, and walk back to yours

Floating down the pavement of the high street

Don't light the spliff, or I might whitey

You grip my hand, start talking wisely

But all we know is

We're all here for the long way home

Change my digits, and I throw my phone

Sit tight for your midnight tone

All here for the long way home

Faces glow golden from street lights

Two loose kids stoned in our Levi's

Stumble along with full moons in our eyes

Passing the flats, so not long 'til we're home

Checking the mat, I think keys have gone rogue

Don't tell me that, let's put it on postpone

You grip my hand, start talking wisely

But all we know is

We're all here for the long way home

Change my digits, and I throw my phone

Sit tight for your midnight tone

All here for the long way home

Reflect on slimy days, oh, blood's been drippin' from my nose

Your low-waste ways, touch is sweet like honey on my face

We're on the underground, no awkward smiles on southbound

We're all here for the long way home

Change my digits, and I throw my phone

Sit tight for your midnight tone

All here for the long way home