[ti:Opus] [ar:Black Country, New Road] [al:For the first time (Explicit)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Opus - Black Country, New Road [00:17.92]Lyrics by:Charlie Wayne/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Isaac Wood/Tyler Hyde/Georgia Ellery [01:15.29]Composed by:Charlie Wayne/Lewis Evans/Luke Mark/May Kershaw/Isaac Wood/Tyler Hyde/Georgia Ellery [02:12.66]What we built from Black Country ground [02:20.15] [02:20.72]In your car out of this small town [02:28.92]You on back of my new push-bike [02:36.52] [02:37.85]Wheelie-ing down Thunder Road tonight [02:43.83] [02:47.08]And I never felt so brave [02:50.17]On that unusually forgiving Sunday [02:53.06] [04:02.11]What we built to keep ourselves warm [04:09.37] [04:09.99]Burnt your hand and charmed the locals [04:17.71]All those mistakes laid out plainly [04:26.55] [04:27.31]Anyone could see that the clamp was breaking me [04:33.42] [04:37.37]And one more time [04:40.17] [04:40.73]For the record [04:42.91] [05:07.24]Everybody's coming up [05:09.23] [05:11.16]I guess I'm a little bit late to the party [05:19.89] [05:23.10]Everybody's coming up [05:24.74] [05:26.70]I guess I'm a little bit late to the party [05:34.62] [05:38.29]Now everybody's coming up [05:40.64] [05:42.06]I guess I should've had something else to say [05:48.05] [05:53.33]And now everybody's coming up [05:55.74] [05:57.34]What we built must fall to the rising flames