• Delicate Cycle
  • Kryptonite
  • Earthquake
  • TV on 10
  • Bats
  • Organs
  • Superheroes
  • The Aquarium
  • Jambi Cafe
  • Scissorhands
  • Boomerang
  • Teleprompters
  • Eyeball Soup
  • Alligator
  • Tits Up
  • WYHUOM
  • Oooooooooo
  • That Cat Has Worms - Blockhead Remix)
  • Oooooooooo - Bonus Track
  • That Cat Has Worms - Blockhead Remix Bonus Track
  • That Cat Has Worms (Blockhead Remix)
  • THAT CAT HAS WORMS
  • Batts
  • Wyhoum
  • Delicate Cycle [Explicit]
  • Aquarium
  • Eyeball
  • The Aquarium [Explicit]
  • TV on 10 [Explicit]
  • Bats [Explicit]
  • Jambi Cafe [Explicit]
  • Scissorhands [Explicit]
  • Boomerang [Explicit]
  • Eyeball Soup [Explicit]
  • Teleprompters [Explicit]
  • Alligator [Explicit]
  • Tits Up [Explicit]
  • That Cat Has Worms (Blockhead Remix) [Bonus Track] (Blockhead Remix Bonus Track)
  • Oooooooooo (Bonus Track)
  • Hokey Fright ALBUM REVIEW
  • Tv On Io
  • Bub Jam
  • Delicate Cycle (Live on KEXP)
  • Bub Jam 2
  • That Cat Has Worms (Blockhead Remix) [Bonus Track]
  • Looking out the Windshield
  • The Aquarium - The Uncluded - Hokey Fright
  • That Cat Has Worms (Blockhead Remix) (Bonus Track)
  • Hokey Fright 2LP - Delicate Cycle
  • Hokey Fright 2LP - Tv On 10

My feet hang off of every bed I ever slept on
Catch less Z's more f-bombs (fuck)
Invaders from the north brought a body in the trunk
With four coal eyes ushering a Jonestown flood
Two known, two dumbstruck
Plain clothes sputter in
A strange home spine-chilling cluster to unfuck
Sup sup Austin, I know little magic
No checked bags show up with the most baggage
Fresh hell dragging old hell up from holed rabbits
Who mangle emotion in gross patterns
No carrots, only rumors of a bridge that flickered with black scallops
And float pine out the bathtub of crass maggots
(Bats)
1 point fuckin 5 schmillion
A number undermining how they duck and dive different
And I was waiting for an hour and I merely saw six
Some thought it was a bust, I thought it was the shit

I watched the videos and hung out with his friends and hugged his mama
And it's clear to me this kid's the Minnesota Dalai Lama
And the llama twist his tongue
To create a perfect rhyme
Whether freestyled or preconceived to spit that shit out at your mind
And your mind's rind peels back revealing
Every dead friend on the back of a little black bat
So you stand and you wait at the top of the bridge
Only six fly out and return to where they hid
So you wait and you wait and you never wanna leave
'Cause 1.5 million bats is what you need to see to grieve
1.5 million bats is what you think you need
But 6 is enough to receive a little peace
'Cause every little bit counts
In times of death and disorder
You look for shooting stars
In the reflection of the water
And you open the gifts that you didn't expect
On the birthdays of the dead friends that are stuck in your head
Like love, and hugs and songs and rage
And the keys that you needed to unlock your heart's cage
The ability to put the pen back to the page
The heat beneath your feet to propel you on stage
The beat that completes your shit these days
Yeah the beat that completes your shit these days
(The beat that completes your shit these days)

...

******* This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use *******
(1409612056681)
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com. This Lyrics is NOT for Commercial use and only 30% of the lyrics are returned.

Copyright © 2019 | Mrtzcmp3