歌曲 | Four Dreams |
歌手 | Jesca Hoop |
专辑 | Hunting My Dress |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Come and bring your stereo | |
Come and bring your stereo | |
And lay down on my pillow | |
Down into a dream we go | |
Down into a dream we go | |
You never know where | |
We’ll go | |
Under the shelter of a willow tree | |
Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping | |
The bed that we lay upon is chamomile | |
And it smells like bubble gum for real | |
Skunk and owl and doe | |
Gather round my radio | |
Oh | |
Then with a resonance that split the earth | |
The skunk cried a call like one I’ve never heard | |
And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged | |
And from it a little wooden bird | |
It spread apart its beak | |
And time began to speak | |
I’ll gift you 123 | |
Songs as old as me | |
Come and bring your stereo..... | |
Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft | |
The cast of a woman that looks just like me | |
To find that my character was caught completely | |
Cemented from head down to my feet | |
A bee flew from my nose | |
He said come and bring your stereo | |
Oh | |
Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth | |
The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat | |
And she began a buzzin’ in the key of B | |
All to instigate the crumbling of concrete | |
The mask fell from my skin | |
Left me younger than I’ve ever been | |
I’ll gift you 123 | |
Youth eternally | |
Eta, my sweet Loretta | |
I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl | |
Get up now don’t you go and get up | |
I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll | |
Oh how I love my Johnny boy | |
And if you ever leave baby me I’ll be destroyed | |
Lets make a baby Johnny boy | |
Right here in this living room and we’ll call her June | |
Come and bring your stereo.... | |
One summer evening at a block party | |
The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading | |
So we highjacked electrical piracy | |
Because nobody had a battery | |
And the gods of rock and roll | |
Hypnotized my stereo | |
Come and bring your stereo |
Come and bring your stereo | |
Come and bring your stereo | |
And lay down on my pillow | |
Down into a dream we go | |
Down into a dream we go | |
You never know where | |
We' ll go | |
Under the shelter of a willow tree | |
Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping | |
The bed that we lay upon is chamomile | |
And it smells like bubble gum for real | |
Skunk and owl and doe | |
Gather round my radio | |
Oh | |
Then with a resonance that split the earth | |
The skunk cried a call like one I' ve never heard | |
And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged | |
And from it a little wooden bird | |
It spread apart its beak | |
And time began to speak | |
I' ll gift you 123 | |
Songs as old as me | |
Come and bring your stereo..... | |
Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft | |
The cast of a woman that looks just like me | |
To find that my character was caught completely | |
Cemented from head down to my feet | |
A bee flew from my nose | |
He said come and bring your stereo | |
Oh | |
Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth | |
The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat | |
And she began a buzzin' in the key of B | |
All to instigate the crumbling of concrete | |
The mask fell from my skin | |
Left me younger than I' ve ever been | |
I' ll gift you 123 | |
Youth eternally | |
Eta, my sweet Loretta | |
I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl | |
Get up now don' t you go and get up | |
I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll | |
Oh how I love my Johnny boy | |
And if you ever leave baby me I' ll be destroyed | |
Lets make a baby Johnny boy | |
Right here in this living room and we' ll call her June | |
Come and bring your stereo.... | |
One summer evening at a block party | |
The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading | |
So we highjacked electrical piracy | |
Because nobody had a battery | |
And the gods of rock and roll | |
Hypnotized my stereo | |
Come and bring your stereo |
Come and bring your stereo | |
Come and bring your stereo | |
And lay down on my pillow | |
Down into a dream we go | |
Down into a dream we go | |
You never know where | |
We' ll go | |
Under the shelter of a willow tree | |
Sam and I awoke where we were once sleeping | |
The bed that we lay upon is chamomile | |
And it smells like bubble gum for real | |
Skunk and owl and doe | |
Gather round my radio | |
Oh | |
Then with a resonance that split the earth | |
The skunk cried a call like one I' ve never heard | |
And from the crevice a cuckoo clock emerged | |
And from it a little wooden bird | |
It spread apart its beak | |
And time began to speak | |
I' ll gift you 123 | |
Songs as old as me | |
Come and bring your stereo..... | |
Climbing a statue that stands 50 ft | |
The cast of a woman that looks just like me | |
To find that my character was caught completely | |
Cemented from head down to my feet | |
A bee flew from my nose | |
He said come and bring your stereo | |
Oh | |
Down through my throat to what seemed my teeth | |
The bee tuned the stereo to bump a beat | |
And she began a buzzin' in the key of B | |
All to instigate the crumbling of concrete | |
The mask fell from my skin | |
Left me younger than I' ve ever been | |
I' ll gift you 123 | |
Youth eternally | |
Eta, my sweet Loretta | |
I love it when you put the warm milk and honey in my bowl | |
Get up now don' t you go and get up | |
I wanna show you how I love my Jelly Roll | |
Oh how I love my Johnny boy | |
And if you ever leave baby me I' ll be destroyed | |
Lets make a baby Johnny boy | |
Right here in this living room and we' ll call her June | |
Come and bring your stereo.... | |
One summer evening at a block party | |
The juice from the ghetto blaster was fading | |
So we highjacked electrical piracy | |
Because nobody had a battery | |
And the gods of rock and roll | |
Hypnotized my stereo | |
Come and bring your stereo |