| Song | Cuckoo Cuckoo |
| Artist | Animal Collective |
| Album | Strawberry Jam |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| How I lost my boy | |
| The king in I died | |
| He kept floating past my eyes | |
| and singing his songs | |
| Life was good now death’s all wrong | |
| Cause you can’t feel a thing | |
| No heart flutters in the spring | |
| You just drift and pray | |
| for sun kissed golden days | |
| I can’t hold what’s in my hand | |
| Don’t do any good to say this isn’t what I planned | |
| Little kids sliding down the steel park slide | |
| Little kids can’t play with things that have died | |
| Sometimes all I want is one favorite song | |
| Two to three minutes doesn’t seem that long | |
| Where’s my mom I want to hold her tight | |
| She’s so far away from crowded nights | |
| I’m going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| We’re all going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| He said please stay | |
| You can see me, don’t go away | |
| I can’t see the landscape | |
| Please describe its amaranthine haze | |
| It’s odd where I am | |
| There are people you’re not like them | |
| They just look away | |
| for rain quenched golden days | |
| My tears quench five feet of lawn | |
| I just creep I cannot yawn | |
| People gonna come and people gonna cry | |
| He just woke and ate and dreamed and died | |
| Don’t try and erase what you have done | |
| Put your fingers in a mouth and kiss it if it wants | |
| Where’s my friend, I want to hold him tight | |
| He’s so far away from mountain lights | |
| I’m going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| We’re all going cuckoo cuckoo |
| How I lost my boy | |
| The king in I died | |
| He kept floating past my eyes | |
| and singing his songs | |
| Life was good now death' s all wrong | |
| Cause you can' t feel a thing | |
| No heart flutters in the spring | |
| You just drift and pray | |
| for sun kissed golden days | |
| I can' t hold what' s in my hand | |
| Don' t do any good to say this isn' t what I planned | |
| Little kids sliding down the steel park slide | |
| Little kids can' t play with things that have died | |
| Sometimes all I want is one favorite song | |
| Two to three minutes doesn' t seem that long | |
| Where' s my mom I want to hold her tight | |
| She' s so far away from crowded nights | |
| I' m going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| We' re all going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| He said please stay | |
| You can see me, don' t go away | |
| I can' t see the landscape | |
| Please describe its amaranthine haze | |
| It' s odd where I am | |
| There are people you' re not like them | |
| They just look away | |
| for rain quenched golden days | |
| My tears quench five feet of lawn | |
| I just creep I cannot yawn | |
| People gonna come and people gonna cry | |
| He just woke and ate and dreamed and died | |
| Don' t try and erase what you have done | |
| Put your fingers in a mouth and kiss it if it wants | |
| Where' s my friend, I want to hold him tight | |
| He' s so far away from mountain lights | |
| I' m going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| We' re all going cuckoo cuckoo |
| How I lost my boy | |
| The king in I died | |
| He kept floating past my eyes | |
| and singing his songs | |
| Life was good now death' s all wrong | |
| Cause you can' t feel a thing | |
| No heart flutters in the spring | |
| You just drift and pray | |
| for sun kissed golden days | |
| I can' t hold what' s in my hand | |
| Don' t do any good to say this isn' t what I planned | |
| Little kids sliding down the steel park slide | |
| Little kids can' t play with things that have died | |
| Sometimes all I want is one favorite song | |
| Two to three minutes doesn' t seem that long | |
| Where' s my mom I want to hold her tight | |
| She' s so far away from crowded nights | |
| I' m going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| We' re all going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| He said please stay | |
| You can see me, don' t go away | |
| I can' t see the landscape | |
| Please describe its amaranthine haze | |
| It' s odd where I am | |
| There are people you' re not like them | |
| They just look away | |
| for rain quenched golden days | |
| My tears quench five feet of lawn | |
| I just creep I cannot yawn | |
| People gonna come and people gonna cry | |
| He just woke and ate and dreamed and died | |
| Don' t try and erase what you have done | |
| Put your fingers in a mouth and kiss it if it wants | |
| Where' s my friend, I want to hold him tight | |
| He' s so far away from mountain lights | |
| I' m going cuckoo cuckoo | |
| We' re all going cuckoo cuckoo |