[00:00.00] 作词 : Grian Chatten
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Tom Coll/Conor Deegan III/Grian Chatten/Conor Curley/Carlos O'Connell
[00:39.66]Baby, come on, get stoned, get stoned
[00:42.95]Get inside it, inside it, inside it, inside
[00:46.90]Get along, get along, get alone, get alone, get
[00:51.21]Heard about the week on the Dalymount seat, yeah
[00:55.21]Baby, come on, before the going gets gone
[00:58.55]Heard you lied to the Major, won't be long
[01:02.52]Well, I wish upon a wedding for a picture in the star
[01:06.65]When they knock for ya don't forget who you are
[01:10.62]Skinty Fia
[01:42.93]Baby, come on, whose side are you on?
[01:46.04]I don't wanna see the queen
[01:48.16]I already sing her song
[01:50.06]While they're snuffing out hopes, and they're blotting out suns
[01:53.96]They claim to know the form in which genius comes, yeah
[01:58.32]Baby, come on, get your high heels on
[02:01.79]It’s the body is cold, it's the course is run
[02:05.81]What artless living all this soft pain thrills
[02:09.68]What calamities usher all our brilliance to the hills!
[02:13.86]Can you feel it?
[03:17.96]Baby, come on, get stoned, get stoned
[03:20.94]Get inside it, inside it, inside it, inside
[03:24.86]Get along, get along, get alone, get alone, get
[03:29.17]Was it the weed or the moment that stoned ye?
[03:33.14]Baby, come on, get the hourglass on
[03:36.64]I will dart into town, no, I won’t be long
[03:40.59]If the talk's getting cold, we'll be chancing none
[03:44.32]Well, you know what I’m saying, our day will come
[03:48.35]Can you feel it?
[03:52.42]Won't be long
[03:56.29]Can you feel it?

作词 : Grian Chatten
作曲 : Tom Coll/Conor Deegan III/Grian Chatten/Conor Curley/Carlos O'Connell
Baby, come on, get stoned, get stoned
Get inside it, inside it, inside it, inside
Get along, get along, get alone, get alone, get
Heard about the week on the Dalymount seat, yeah
Baby, come on, before the going gets gone
Heard you lied to the Major, won't be long
Well, I wish upon a wedding for a picture in the star
When they knock for ya don't forget who you are
Skinty Fia
Baby, come on, whose side are you on?
I don't wanna see the queen
I already sing her song
While they're snuffing out hopes, and they're blotting out suns
They claim to know the form in which genius comes, yeah
Baby, come on, get your high heels on
It’s the body is cold, it's the course is run
What artless living all this soft pain thrills
What calamities usher all our brilliance to the hills!
Can you feel it?
Baby, come on, get stoned, get stoned
Get inside it, inside it, inside it, inside
Get along, get along, get alone, get alone, get
Was it the weed or the moment that stoned ye?
Baby, come on, get the hourglass on
I will dart into town, no, I won’t be long
If the talk's getting cold, we'll be chancing none
Well, you know what I’m saying, our day will come
Can you feel it?
Won't be long
Can you feel it?