歌曲 | Eyeball Soup |
歌手 | The Uncluded |
专辑 | Hokey Fright (Deluxe Version) |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : The Uncluded |
[00:00.65] | And the blind lead the blind in the dark trail winding |
[00:15.69] | Turned eyed mimes find finds reminding us |
[00:17.44] | That our compasses are inside, and a GPS is not required for this ride |
[00:20.60] | We will be fine without our eyes closed tight |
[00:22.63] | We will be fine with them open wide |
[00:24.11] | Sit in the back or you can drive |
[00:25.74] | Either way you'll get there in due time |
[00:27.59] | Sitting bitch, splitting head |
[00:29.28] | Spinning through the zigging hedge |
[00:31.06] | Back into the primal goop |
[00:32.53] | That spit him on the blinking grid |
[00:34.30] | Sipping on his eyeball soup |
[00:36.26] | A pretty mess of I.O.U.'s |
[00:37.92] | Quiet scars, science, art |
[00:39.53] | Tiny parts and giant shoes |
[00:41.32] | 'Cause we all get to the end of life |
[00:42.84] | And the best laid plans can change overnight |
[00:44.63] | And the best made maps will need updates |
[00:46.29] | As earthquakes shift tectonic plates |
[00:47.98] | Clearcut topiary Braille animalia |
[00:49.66] | Molemen navigate for sailors |
[00:51.61] | Stars negate creative failures |
[00:53.28] | Pants romance taken by tailors |
[00:55.05] | Holy Moses, Hokey Fright |
[00:57.02] | Like ghosts into the strobe light |
[00:58.81] | Rebels play the record once |
[01:00.36] | Mothers pray the rosary twice |
[01:02.02] | He knows uprooting, broken tuning |
[01:04.05] | Poker, pool and okie noodling, Drinking blood and eating brains |
[01:07.27] | Pissing colors free of names |
[01:09.29] | Great Danes serenade their jailers |
[01:10.82] | Brittany spaniels speared by whalers |
[01:12.46] | Whopper junior malted milk |
[01:14.27] | Some earworms weave the softest silk |
[01:15.96] | That we don't mind stuck in our heads |
[01:17.84] | Like blankets handmade by our friends |
[01:19.52] | Thermostat for the temporal lobe |
[01:21.24] | Warm it up feel less alone |
[01:23.06] | Freezing cold and more afraid than normal folk on warmer days |
[01:26.58] | For reasons we may never know |
[01:28.29] | Or know but never chlorinate |
[01:30.40] | A quarter for the closest gorf |
[01:31.94] | 20 on his bowling score |
[01:33.60] | Distracted to the point of accident is what we're going for |
[01:37.17] | With a la la la and a zigga zigga zow |
[01:39.14] | Harvest corn crops, big toe plow |
[01:40.83] | Can there be a babe without a Paul Bunyan? |
[01:42.51] | Wizards cave wasabi funyuns |
[01:44.22] | I'll hug Bobb'ys hugging while landfills fill with huggie jeans |
[01:46.14] | I'm a hoarder hoarding jeggings, stuffed doggies, books and craft-makings |
[01:51.37] | When home is mostly gross behavior, stolen mail and nosey neighbors |
[01:55.08] | Earthlings in a metal crate, Accelerate with poker faces |
[01:58.40] | Focused on if they woke up in the time for lobby omelets |
[02:02.02] | Then it's a pile into the rocket, destination delta quadrant |
[02:05.24] | Safety Scissors cut through leather, melted butter, gently severed |
[02:08.79] | Tether clipped |
[02:09.98] | Start to breathe |
[02:10.91] | Undone dishes self release |
[02:12.50] | This is the collective voice of animals and misfit toys intruding |
[02:16.79] | I'm kidding it's me, what are you doing? |
[02:19.93] |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : The Uncluded |
[00:00.65] | And the blind lead the blind in the dark trail winding |
[00:15.69] | Turned eyed mimes find finds reminding us |
[00:17.44] | That our compasses are inside, and a GPS is not required for this ride |
[00:20.60] | We will be fine without our eyes closed tight |
[00:22.63] | We will be fine with them open wide |
[00:24.11] | Sit in the back or you can drive |
[00:25.74] | Either way you' ll get there in due time |
[00:27.59] | Sitting bitch, splitting head |
[00:29.28] | Spinning through the zigging hedge |
[00:31.06] | Back into the primal goop |
[00:32.53] | That spit him on the blinking grid |
[00:34.30] | Sipping on his eyeball soup |
[00:36.26] | A pretty mess of I. O. U.' s |
[00:37.92] | Quiet scars, science, art |
[00:39.53] | Tiny parts and giant shoes |
[00:41.32] | ' Cause we all get to the end of life |
[00:42.84] | And the best laid plans can change overnight |
[00:44.63] | And the best made maps will need updates |
[00:46.29] | As earthquakes shift tectonic plates |
[00:47.98] | Clearcut topiary Braille animalia |
[00:49.66] | Molemen navigate for sailors |
[00:51.61] | Stars negate creative failures |
[00:53.28] | Pants romance taken by tailors |
[00:55.05] | Holy Moses, Hokey Fright |
[00:57.02] | Like ghosts into the strobe light |
[00:58.81] | Rebels play the record once |
[01:00.36] | Mothers pray the rosary twice |
[01:02.02] | He knows uprooting, broken tuning |
[01:04.05] | Poker, pool and okie noodling, Drinking blood and eating brains |
[01:07.27] | Pissing colors free of names |
[01:09.29] | Great Danes serenade their jailers |
[01:10.82] | Brittany spaniels speared by whalers |
[01:12.46] | Whopper junior malted milk |
[01:14.27] | Some earworms weave the softest silk |
[01:15.96] | That we don' t mind stuck in our heads |
[01:17.84] | Like blankets handmade by our friends |
[01:19.52] | Thermostat for the temporal lobe |
[01:21.24] | Warm it up feel less alone |
[01:23.06] | Freezing cold and more afraid than normal folk on warmer days |
[01:26.58] | For reasons we may never know |
[01:28.29] | Or know but never chlorinate |
[01:30.40] | A quarter for the closest gorf |
[01:31.94] | 20 on his bowling score |
[01:33.60] | Distracted to the point of accident is what we' re going for |
[01:37.17] | With a la la la and a zigga zigga zow |
[01:39.14] | Harvest corn crops, big toe plow |
[01:40.83] | Can there be a babe without a Paul Bunyan? |
[01:42.51] | Wizards cave wasabi funyuns |
[01:44.22] | I' ll hug Bobb' ys hugging while landfills fill with huggie jeans |
[01:46.14] | I' m a hoarder hoarding jeggings, stuffed doggies, books and craftmakings |
[01:51.37] | When home is mostly gross behavior, stolen mail and nosey neighbors |
[01:55.08] | Earthlings in a metal crate, Accelerate with poker faces |
[01:58.40] | Focused on if they woke up in the time for lobby omelets |
[02:02.02] | Then it' s a pile into the rocket, destination delta quadrant |
[02:05.24] | Safety Scissors cut through leather, melted butter, gently severed |
[02:08.79] | Tether clipped |
[02:09.98] | Start to breathe |
[02:10.91] | Undone dishes self release |
[02:12.50] | This is the collective voice of animals and misfit toys intruding |
[02:16.79] | I' m kidding it' s me, what are you doing? |
[02:19.93] |