Untitled (song)

[Underground_Network]

The tea's in the kettle
The pedal's to the metal
So let's drink English style
Till the broken land is settled.

*Pfft* Yeah *Pfft* Yeah

Speeding down the
Illusion of earth
Let's try not to crash
As we weave in and out.

Around every corner
A new destination
Is not what we find
What we find is desolation.

Because the tea's in the kettle
The pedal's to the metal
We're drinking English style
But the broken land ain't settled.

*Pfft* Yeah *Pfft* Yeah

No one's alive
Except for us guys
We drive down the road
To nowhere; alone.

There are no obstacles
Standing in our way
But there is no place
We can call our 'final destination.'

Down the road
To the unknown
We don't know
What to do...

'Cos the tea's in the kettle
The pedal's to the metal
And we're drinking English style
But the broken land's unsettled...

Remaining miscalculated
Your timing is belated
Your are inconsequential
You are nothing at all...

'Cos the tea's in the kettle
The pedal's to the metal
And we're drinking English style
And preparing for a meltdown...

*Pfft* Yeah *Pfft* Yeah...