The second single off of Glass Animals' debut album, ZABA, and the first to US alternative radio.

As described in an interview, it’s about “youth and naïvety and childishness”, and a love encounter gone… Read More [Verse 1]

Alright, come close

Let me show you everything I know

A jungle slang

Spinnin' round my head and I stare

While my naked fool

Fresh out of an icky, gooey womb

A woozy youth

Dopes up on her silky, smooth perfume

[Pre-Chorus]

Right, my little Pooh Bear, wanna take a chance?

Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand?

I'd say I told you so, but you just gonna cry

You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

[Chorus]

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work

Mind my wicked words and tipsy-topsy slurs

I can't take this place, no, I can't take this place

I just wanna go where I can get some space

[Verse 2]

Truth be told

I've been there, I've done this all before

I take your gloom

I cut it up and puff it into plumes

[Pre-Chorus]

Right, my little Pooh Bear, wanna take a chance?

Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand?

I'd say I told you so, but you just gonna cry

You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

[Chorus]

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work

Mind my wicked words and tipsy-topsy slurs

I can't take this place, no, I can't take this place

I just wanna go where I can get some space

[Bridge]

Hold my hand and float back to the summer time

Tangled in the willows, now our tongues are tied

How can I believe you? How can I be nice?

Trippin' round the tree stumps in your summer smile

[Pre-Chorus]

Right, my little Pooh Bear, wanna take a chance?

Wanna sip the smooth air, kick it in the sand?

I'd say I told you so, but you just gonna cry

You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

[Chorus]

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work

Mind my wicked words and tipsy-topsy slurs

I can't take this place, no, I can't take this place

I just wanna go where I can get some space