I'd hate to be shit in your cut But the package it's gonna be late I buried it in an abandoned lot for When I was young, this was where I'd played
Dug under the fence with my claws Smelled the cool dirt on my face I'm waiting till the hands fall off the clock Spending dollars at the nickel arcade
I think I'll ride this winter out I guess we'll ride this winter out Alone
You echo from side to side Pacing in your clumsy ballet Based on the books and clothes on your floor I don't think that this is even your place
When the doctor finally showed up, oh boy His fur was soaking wet He said that "this should do the trick" We hadn't told him what the problem was yet
Kaw kaw kaw kaw We'll have to ride the winter This time we'll ride the winter out With the strain and the comforting You know everyone needs to go
But don't everyone go Don't everyone go at once
Expulsion from an exoskelton Of our mothers we arrive Soft sticky cold we arrive and then start to cry
All those insects that I sent are trapped In my window once again Empty their pockets out and I'll sort it at the table
Line up then shoo 'em off Sure as hell they'll all get caught In our window pockets full as they are able
The signs all flicker and buzz all night Passing by you could hear them say "Hey, please won't you just come on in" "Won't you please just go away"
This time we'll ride the winter out I guess we'll ride this winter out I think I'll ride this winter out Alone
With the straining and the comforting I know everyone needs to But don't everyone go at once
Compositores: Isaac K Brock (ASCAP), Jeremiah Martyn Green (ASCAP), Russell Scott Higbee (ASCAP), Tom Peter Peloso (BMI)Editores: Gnome Crazy (ASCAP), Party Pants Music (BMI), Sony ATV Harmony (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Melody (BMI), Ugly Casanova (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #13078490 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM