歌曲 | Legends of the Hidden Temple |
歌手 | Milo |
专辑 | Things That Happen At Day // Things That Happen At Night |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[Verse One: Milo] | |
We were drinking coffee out of Mason jars | |
And replacing stars with cheap taboos | |
The track marks on your face are dried Elmer’s glue | |
I feel aloof enough to introspect | |
Read and reread woman’s texts | |
There’s a hierarchy of needs | |
My kill count includes way too many centipedes | |
Tell myself I’m not a jerk | |
Tell your mom I’m not a jerk | |
Shy away from jobs, borrow money, anything that works, | |
That isn’t work | |
You read Catch-22 on a Kindle | |
I used to play "Turkey in the Straw” on the fiddle | |
Weave a tapestry, my mouth is like a spindle | |
Modern sitcom titled, “Malcolm X in the Middle” | |
Which is the bad pill: red, blue or Advil? | |
Used to write poems and tell myself I had mad skills | |
My pops would sing in the shower | |
Wouldn’t need vibrato | |
Hold the violin bow proper when plucking pizzicato | |
I want to be a bird that wrote in a letter to Nelly Furtado | |
I’m mostly lonely until I figure out the angles | |
She laughs when I call her my spottieottiedopaliscious angel | |
I could make you a delicious peach crumble | |
You don’t want to send and receive all these messages I bungled | |
We could go on a swell date to the arcade | |
Watch your eyes glaze when I give you the star map that I made | |
[Verse Two: Milo] | |
One time a bird shit on me while I was waiting for the L train | |
Dragonball Z wasn’t worth watching until Cell came | |
That’s rather macabre, I hate ask, but what about Bob? | |
I’ve been wearing flannel pajama bottoms for too long | |
Only muster the courage to leave the house when the oolong is gone | |
I don’t like my lentils hard | |
You snatched me up like one of Olmec’s temple guards | |
I splurged and bought a case of Bubba Cola | |
For Pete’s sake, we had plans to buy a bloody Corolla | |
The domesticated life has been filed away in a beige folder | |
A well-spoken black man, let me be your Eric Holder | |
Or more aptly, Erik Estrada | |
You made delicious cookies with chocolate chips | |
I want to write a book all about rocket ships | |
Silly arguments over tofurkey bastings | |
I feel like Duke William in the Battle of Hastings | |
[Conclusion] | |
I feel like— | |
I feel like— | |
I feel like— | |
I feel like Duke William in the Battle of Hastings |
Verse One: Milo | |
We were drinking coffee out of Mason jars | |
And replacing stars with cheap taboos | |
The track marks on your face are dried Elmer' s glue | |
I feel aloof enough to introspect | |
Read and reread woman' s texts | |
There' s a hierarchy of needs | |
My kill count includes way too many centipedes | |
Tell myself I' m not a jerk | |
Tell your mom I' m not a jerk | |
Shy away from jobs, borrow money, anything that works, | |
That isn' t work | |
You read Catch22 on a Kindle | |
I used to play " Turkey in the Straw" on the fiddle | |
Weave a tapestry, my mouth is like a spindle | |
Modern sitcom titled, " Malcolm X in the Middle" | |
Which is the bad pill: red, blue or Advil? | |
Used to write poems and tell myself I had mad skills | |
My pops would sing in the shower | |
Wouldn' t need vibrato | |
Hold the violin bow proper when plucking pizzicato | |
I want to be a bird that wrote in a letter to Nelly Furtado | |
I' m mostly lonely until I figure out the angles | |
She laughs when I call her my spottieottiedopaliscious angel | |
I could make you a delicious peach crumble | |
You don' t want to send and receive all these messages I bungled | |
We could go on a swell date to the arcade | |
Watch your eyes glaze when I give you the star map that I made | |
Verse Two: Milo | |
One time a bird shit on me while I was waiting for the L train | |
Dragonball Z wasn' t worth watching until Cell came | |
That' s rather macabre, I hate ask, but what about Bob? | |
I' ve been wearing flannel pajama bottoms for too long | |
Only muster the courage to leave the house when the oolong is gone | |
I don' t like my lentils hard | |
You snatched me up like one of Olmec' s temple guards | |
I splurged and bought a case of Bubba Cola | |
For Pete' s sake, we had plans to buy a bloody Corolla | |
The domesticated life has been filed away in a beige folder | |
A wellspoken black man, let me be your Eric Holder | |
Or more aptly, Erik Estrada | |
You made delicious cookies with chocolate chips | |
I want to write a book all about rocket ships | |
Silly arguments over tofurkey bastings | |
I feel like Duke William in the Battle of Hastings | |
Conclusion | |
I feel like | |
I feel like | |
I feel like | |
I feel like Duke William in the Battle of Hastings |
Verse One: Milo | |
We were drinking coffee out of Mason jars | |
And replacing stars with cheap taboos | |
The track marks on your face are dried Elmer' s glue | |
I feel aloof enough to introspect | |
Read and reread woman' s texts | |
There' s a hierarchy of needs | |
My kill count includes way too many centipedes | |
Tell myself I' m not a jerk | |
Tell your mom I' m not a jerk | |
Shy away from jobs, borrow money, anything that works, | |
That isn' t work | |
You read Catch22 on a Kindle | |
I used to play " Turkey in the Straw" on the fiddle | |
Weave a tapestry, my mouth is like a spindle | |
Modern sitcom titled, " Malcolm X in the Middle" | |
Which is the bad pill: red, blue or Advil? | |
Used to write poems and tell myself I had mad skills | |
My pops would sing in the shower | |
Wouldn' t need vibrato | |
Hold the violin bow proper when plucking pizzicato | |
I want to be a bird that wrote in a letter to Nelly Furtado | |
I' m mostly lonely until I figure out the angles | |
She laughs when I call her my spottieottiedopaliscious angel | |
I could make you a delicious peach crumble | |
You don' t want to send and receive all these messages I bungled | |
We could go on a swell date to the arcade | |
Watch your eyes glaze when I give you the star map that I made | |
Verse Two: Milo | |
One time a bird shit on me while I was waiting for the L train | |
Dragonball Z wasn' t worth watching until Cell came | |
That' s rather macabre, I hate ask, but what about Bob? | |
I' ve been wearing flannel pajama bottoms for too long | |
Only muster the courage to leave the house when the oolong is gone | |
I don' t like my lentils hard | |
You snatched me up like one of Olmec' s temple guards | |
I splurged and bought a case of Bubba Cola | |
For Pete' s sake, we had plans to buy a bloody Corolla | |
The domesticated life has been filed away in a beige folder | |
A wellspoken black man, let me be your Eric Holder | |
Or more aptly, Erik Estrada | |
You made delicious cookies with chocolate chips | |
I want to write a book all about rocket ships | |
Silly arguments over tofurkey bastings | |
I feel like Duke William in the Battle of Hastings | |
Conclusion | |
I feel like | |
I feel like | |
I feel like | |
I feel like Duke William in the Battle of Hastings |