It’s nothing serious, just a simple case of bottlesI left behind It’s nothing serious, just a wooden case of bottlesI left behind It’ll go away someday, well alright It’ll go away somehow, come on do your thing It’s nothing dangerous, just a solid block of concreteI left behind It’s nothing dangerous, just a solid block of actionI left behind It’ll go away someday, well alright It’ll go away somehow, come on do your thing Peace on earth, God in heaven, peace on earth Living in heat, memory melting in pools of dirt The genetic plaything is eating what I left behind It’ll go away someday Walking in the streets of Pnom PenhGiving me dangerous feelings and then Seeing those bottles in motion againCruising in cocktails Peace on earth, God in heaven, peace on earth