Nevada by Mega-Fluff

Hand me the tan oil,
give me a drink.
Because the last thing I think we should do
is try to think.

With all the stars in the city
and the sun overhead,
it's summer in my heart
and there's glitter in my head,
A big, bright, beautiful wasteland is what I see.

A hundred miles away...

Mine the silver, mine the gold.
Never mind what you've been told.
Rosacea ever menacing,
with profound uncertainty.
Far away, far away.

A hundred miles away...

There are ashes in my pool
and radiation in the sand.
I'm protected by the paper umbrella in my hand.

Rolling desert, like the sea.
You know where I'd rather be.
An atlas of obscurity,
Miss Atomic Energy.
Far away, far away.

A hundred miles away...

• Alternative
• fluff
• indie pop
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