(Paroles : Sire - Chris R / Musique : Sire)
Close your eyes in your bath
And try to catch the soap
A cigarette in your hand
It's helpness
Glide, glide, glide
I say, glide, glide, glide
Now, take your hashtray
Let it drop on the floor
Let it explodes in pieces
It's helpness
Glide, glide, glide
I say, glide, glide, glide
Foam still grows
As boredom does
Projects flourish
And vanish
Projects flourish
And vanish
Vanish, vanish, vanish
Glide, glide, glide
I say, glide, glide, glide
Everything glides, I say
Everithing glides