| Song | The Kelp (Live) |
| Artist | Small Sur |
| Album | Mobtown Microshow: Live From Baltimore |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:45.906] | Oh the ocean swells |
| [00:50.519] | How sweetly she smells |
| [00:55.476] | Crawling about and drawing me out |
| [01:03.862] | And the kelp weaves her way into my scalp |
| [01:13.777] | Rootin’ down and in |
| [01:22.473] | Her arms shades of purple yellow and green |
| [01:35.700] | Then with tide rising |
| [01:40.519] | We scamper for the cliffs |
| [01:46.517] | Laughing, our feet are getting wet |
| [01:54.965] | Then I hear a snap |
| [01:59.369] | I let out a gasp |
| [02:04.308] | Crushed, the kelp, my dearest kin |
| [02:13.417] | My savior, my seed of existence |
| [03:00.558] | So we walk on back through petroleum pools |
| [03:11.642] | Footprints washed away by tide |
| [03:20.896] | But I can’t forget |
| [03:25.327] | Oh those lives did I end |
| [03:30.462] | At sunset on that beach I killed |
| [03:39.113] | Some lovely young floral blood was spilled |
| [00:45.906] | Oh the ocean swells |
| [00:50.519] | How sweetly she smells |
| [00:55.476] | Crawling about and drawing me out |
| [01:03.862] | And the kelp weaves her way into my scalp |
| [01:13.777] | Rootin' down and in |
| [01:22.473] | Her arms shades of purple yellow and green |
| [01:35.700] | Then with tide rising |
| [01:40.519] | We scamper for the cliffs |
| [01:46.517] | Laughing, our feet are getting wet |
| [01:54.965] | Then I hear a snap |
| [01:59.369] | I let out a gasp |
| [02:04.308] | Crushed, the kelp, my dearest kin |
| [02:13.417] | My savior, my seed of existence |
| [03:00.558] | So we walk on back through petroleum pools |
| [03:11.642] | Footprints washed away by tide |
| [03:20.896] | But I can' t forget |
| [03:25.327] | Oh those lives did I end |
| [03:30.462] | At sunset on that beach I killed |
| [03:39.113] | Some lovely young floral blood was spilled |
| [00:45.906] | Oh the ocean swells |
| [00:50.519] | How sweetly she smells |
| [00:55.476] | Crawling about and drawing me out |
| [01:03.862] | And the kelp weaves her way into my scalp |
| [01:13.777] | Rootin' down and in |
| [01:22.473] | Her arms shades of purple yellow and green |
| [01:35.700] | Then with tide rising |
| [01:40.519] | We scamper for the cliffs |
| [01:46.517] | Laughing, our feet are getting wet |
| [01:54.965] | Then I hear a snap |
| [01:59.369] | I let out a gasp |
| [02:04.308] | Crushed, the kelp, my dearest kin |
| [02:13.417] | My savior, my seed of existence |
| [03:00.558] | So we walk on back through petroleum pools |
| [03:11.642] | Footprints washed away by tide |
| [03:20.896] | But I can' t forget |
| [03:25.327] | Oh those lives did I end |
| [03:30.462] | At sunset on that beach I killed |
| [03:39.113] | Some lovely young floral blood was spilled |