One more song. (ft. Take This)

We roll in late,

coats on the floor Tonight wants more,

tonight wants more

Queue round the corner,

laughing in the rain Borrowed jacket,

coins for the train Your eyes say trouble,

mine say yes We lose our names in the cloakroom mess

The room turns warm,

the ceiling feels low

Somebody shouts and the whole place goes If Monday finds us,

let Monday wait We are wide awake

We go out, we go up,

never coming down Spinning through the floor with the lost and found

Raise your glass if your heart feels loud We go out,

we go up, sing it to the crowd Sticky shoes,

cheap gin, mirror-ball grin Your brother's mate tries cutting in We spill

outside for a breath of air Then dive back under like we

live down there

We go out, we go up,

never coming down

Spinning through the floor with the lost and found Raise your glass

if your heart feels loud We go out,

we go up, sing it to the crowd

If we get lost,

don't send a car We're doing fine wherever we are

One more song and we'll be gone

One more song, then one more song

We go out, we go up,

never coming down

Spinning through the floor with the lost and found Raise your glass

if your heart feels loud We go out,

we go up

We go out, we go up Never coming down