歌曲 | Fig With A Bellyache |
歌手 | mewithoutYou |
专辑 | It's All Crazy! It's All False! It's All A Dream! It's Alright |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : MewithoutYou | |
The Camel in the desert took a ship across the lake | |
While the Fish in search of water found a Fig with a bellyache | |
Who overheard the waves as they headed for the shore: | |
We're not so sure of separations anymore! | |
At the Caterpillar picnic Brother Butterfly stole a rhubarb stem, | |
Licked and dipped it in the sugar bowl | |
Caught out for Massachusetts in a double-stack train | |
Through the Adirondacks, spinning like a weathervane | |
Gathering & cutting & splitting & stacking the wood | |
Our fuel is neatly piled and we all feel good | |
We pretend to care and like we understand | |
Our eyes go soft, but know it now: | |
What we're thinking about's your mammary glands | |
And how to sail your birth canal | |
We found a pot to fit the lid, to | |
Know less now than when we were smarter did | |
Our thoughts are like a teabag on the saucer - | |
All the flavor gone | |
The Dog below our waist's aroused | |
As arms embrace the pretty Gals | |
But came much more as a surprise | |
It happening while I hugged the Guys! | |
We planted before the final frost and | |
Once were found but now we're lost | |
We've got a heckuva lot to learn | |
About remaining Taciturn |
zuo qu : MewithoutYou | |
The Camel in the desert took a ship across the lake | |
While the Fish in search of water found a Fig with a bellyache | |
Who overheard the waves as they headed for the shore: | |
We' re not so sure of separations anymore! | |
At the Caterpillar picnic Brother Butterfly stole a rhubarb stem, | |
Licked and dipped it in the sugar bowl | |
Caught out for Massachusetts in a doublestack train | |
Through the Adirondacks, spinning like a weathervane | |
Gathering cutting splitting stacking the wood | |
Our fuel is neatly piled and we all feel good | |
We pretend to care and like we understand | |
Our eyes go soft, but know it now: | |
What we' re thinking about' s your mammary glands | |
And how to sail your birth canal | |
We found a pot to fit the lid, to | |
Know less now than when we were smarter did | |
Our thoughts are like a teabag on the saucer | |
All the flavor gone | |
The Dog below our waist' s aroused | |
As arms embrace the pretty Gals | |
But came much more as a surprise | |
It happening while I hugged the Guys! | |
We planted before the final frost and | |
Once were found but now we' re lost | |
We' ve got a heckuva lot to learn | |
About remaining Taciturn |
zuò qǔ : MewithoutYou | |
The Camel in the desert took a ship across the lake | |
While the Fish in search of water found a Fig with a bellyache | |
Who overheard the waves as they headed for the shore: | |
We' re not so sure of separations anymore! | |
At the Caterpillar picnic Brother Butterfly stole a rhubarb stem, | |
Licked and dipped it in the sugar bowl | |
Caught out for Massachusetts in a doublestack train | |
Through the Adirondacks, spinning like a weathervane | |
Gathering cutting splitting stacking the wood | |
Our fuel is neatly piled and we all feel good | |
We pretend to care and like we understand | |
Our eyes go soft, but know it now: | |
What we' re thinking about' s your mammary glands | |
And how to sail your birth canal | |
We found a pot to fit the lid, to | |
Know less now than when we were smarter did | |
Our thoughts are like a teabag on the saucer | |
All the flavor gone | |
The Dog below our waist' s aroused | |
As arms embrace the pretty Gals | |
But came much more as a surprise | |
It happening while I hugged the Guys! | |
We planted before the final frost and | |
Once were found but now we' re lost | |
We' ve got a heckuva lot to learn | |
About remaining Taciturn |